These lackeys echoed one after another. One of them even provocatively pointed his finger at Qiuniu before turning around. He believed that Qiuniu and company would eventually have to take this lying down.
“Forget it, let’s go.” Chu Xiaoran said. Chu Xiaoran was naturally proud, so she could not take this lying down. But she was helpless against the pressing situation.
As Chu Xiaoran was about to leave, she noticed that Yi Yun did not move.
“Yi Yun?”
“Ha! No hurry.” Yi Yun smiled. Against these lackeys who had their eyes on the top of their heads, even clay figurines would be angry. But Yi Yun did not seem to take it to heart, nor did he seem to have any intention on leaving.
“Yi Yun…Don’t tell me, you want to make a move on them? This Yang Haoran is in the mid-stages of the Yuan foundation realm!”
Having not seen him for two months, Chu Xiaoran had guessed that Yi Yun’s strength had rose again. But no matter how much it rose, it could not be a match against a mid-stage Yuan foundation realm genius.
Back when Yi Yun defeated Li Hong, Li Hong’s cultivation level was just nearing the Yuan foundation.
There was an extremely big gap between the Purple Blood and Yuan foundation!
“No, I know my limits. Let’s just wait here for a while and watch.” Yi Yun smiled with a slight curl on the corners of his mouth.
Seeing the curl on Yi Yun’s lips, Chu Xiaoran’s heart missed a beat in an inexplicable manner. Actually, Yi Yun was just smiling normally, but in Chu Xiaoran’s eyes, she felt that this smile had a wicked flavor to it.