Yi Lin kidnapped an Immortal Crane and left Fangyuan Mountain in haste not long after.
Ren Qingshan silently stepped out of the house, suspended in midair, staring into the distance.
After dealing with the disciples' questions, Hua Tong floated silently beside Ren Qingshan, lowering his head, looking particularly obedient.
The two were silent for a while as the sun set, and Hua Tong finally couldn't resist asking, "Lin Yi secretly went down the mountain; won't Master punish him?"
"Smack!"
Just as Hua Tong finished speaking, he was expecting Ren Qingshan's response, but what he got was a slap.
The slap wasn't feigned; Ren Qingshan slapped Hua Tong's left cheek, and in an instant, Hua Tong's left cheek was red and swollen, with blood trickling down Hua Tong's mouth.
The contrast between the fair skin of the beautiful youth and the blood was stark.
"Nosy."
Ren Qingshan laughed as he uttered the two words.
Despite hitting Hua Tong, there was no trace of anger on his face.
