After Sun Zhe left, Fang Qingyu and his group glared at Lin Xuan. It had to be said, Lin Xuan was truly arrogant, not even fearing the Divine Rune Sect. If it were them, they wouldn't have dared to speak like that; they wouldn't even know how they died when the time came.
"Lin Yunlong, you really are arrogant! Do you think you're safe just because you're in Qingcheng Mansion? They're from the Divine Rune Sect! I hope you can still be smiling then!" Fang Qingyu glared at him furiously.
Lin Xuan gave a light wave of his hand, scaring Fang Qingyu so much that he quickly shrank back, clutching his face. It still felt like it was burning with pain.
"Brother Lin, I wonder if I might join you?" Shang Zhihao walked over from the side and stood with them, showing he was on the same side.
"Of course." Lin Xuan smiled. "You're more than welcome."
He scanned his surroundings and suddenly spotted a familiar figure—Lin Feng!
