The figure who appeared before Xue Ling was, of course, Elder Yan. His formidable Spiritual Thought materialized between her and Shen Haoran, blocking her path.
"Young lady, you should know when to quit while you're ahead," Elder Yan said, chuckling at Xue Ling.
"This has nothing to do with you, old man. Get out of my way!" Xue Ling stared at Elder Yan, her expression grim. 'This old man's strength is likely on par with mine, if not greater.'
Hearing her words, Elder Yan chuckled. "None of my business?" he said lightly. "Shen the kid is my disciple. His affairs are my affairs. How could it be none of my business? I saw everything that happened yesterday from start to finish. The kid was trying to save your life, but you turned around and tempted him, leading to what happened. You can't blame him for this!"
"Hmph, can't blame him?" Xue Ling glared at Shen Haoran, her expression frigid. "I don't care what his reasons were. Today, his life is mine!" she said furiously.
