"It's really strange, Senior Brother Li Yuanyang, he's not usually like this."
"He usually seems very enthusiastic and even brings me some food. But this time, he actually said such vicious things."
Luo Xi watched Li Yuanyang's back, muttering to herself.
"Maybe he didn't sleep well last night, or maybe he saw you gave the gift he gave you to me after coming here."
Chu Yi played dumb, nonchalantly saying this.
"Fellow Daoist Dan Chen, we're here."
Soon, another loud voice appeared inside Dan Fu.
As the words fell, an elder in a gray Taoist robe quickly walked in from outside.
Beside this Taoist-robed elder was a young man in white, holding a red fan in his hand. By the look of him, he seemed to be of the same ilk as Li Yuanyang.
Chu Yi had no impression of these two people at all.
"Who is this guy?"
Chu Yi asked Luo Xi softly.
"If I remember correctly, he should be Daoist Ziyang of Qingyun Sect."
