Not wanting to start anything, he kept his head down and planned to walk past them, but one of the disciples had the nerve to reach out and grab him. He turned, already in a sour mood as his eyes flickered to the veiny hand that was touching his lower arm.
"We don't know each other. Please do not grab me." He said in a calm voice.
The man realized his mistake and quickly let go. "Apologies."
"Yes, you seem to be doing that a lot."
Once again, the man was taken aback, but he quickly schooled his expression as he regarded Wooyun with caution. "Right, well, I believe apologies are in order. My junior brother didn't get the chance to apologize earlier. As members of a righteous sect, it would be unbecoming of us not to." He explained.
Wooyun cocked a brow. Righteous cultivators, huh. Who would've thought?
