Cen Lizhui glanced at Chen Muxue, who was pouring oil, washed his hands, and said, "I'll go take a look."
"If I'm not mistaken, your attire indicates you're a disciple of the Immortal Sect, isn't it?" Unexpectedly, Chu Wuyi didn't ignore Cen Lizhui this time but instead took the initiative to speak.
"So what if I am from the Immortal Sect?"
Chu Wuyi closed his eyes; he didn't want to engage with people from the Immortal Sect. He had no intention of getting involved with them, but since the other party seemed intent on getting involved in matters concerning his sister, and he was alone, the only help he could think of was the Qian Ding Sect. Besides, Chen Muxue seemed completely indifferent to his involvement...
Moreover, he realized that Chen Muxue allowed him to enter, partly because of this person's influence.
Thus, whether for himself or for the Qian Ding Sect, he had to speak up now.
