"Tsk tsk, I was doing this for you."
Ye Shiyuan paused slightly, then seemed to understand.
"You went to see him?"
"Yes."
Ye Shiyuan recalled Bai He.
Although they had not seen each other for more than half a year, he did not feel unfamiliar at all.
His smile was still in his mind.
He was such a timid person.
If someone suddenly came to him in the middle of the night, he would probably be frightened.
"Is your Master really as you said? Take a look at my neck. Do you see that scratch?"
Ye Shiyuan's gaze finally fell on Zhang Youxia's neck, and there really was a blood mark.
"Also, I think his cultivation is not weak, and his sensitivity is very high. The moment I got close, he immediately pressed his sword against my neck. I even think that if I had not mentioned you, that strike might have taken my life."
"I have already said it. Do not go looking for him. Do not do any more meaningless things."
Zhang Youxia was only trying to help.
