Arranging the Duel

Since they disregarded Zhang Ruochen's feelings, he had no intention of continuing to exchange sly insinuations with them. He would tear into them with blunt, honest words.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the disciple of the Yuntai Suzerain, the smile on his face belying the cold look in his eyes. "You're nothing but an outsider," he said. "You have no business prying into our internal affairs."

"You..."

The disciple of the Yuntai Suzerain was at a loss for words.

"Don't take it personally, Ninth brother," Zhang Tiangui said. "Huang Li just wanted to address the differences between you both. As the eldest brother on the Western Campus, you should be more gracious towards your fellow elder."