Undercurrents

At Ye Futian's command, some people went to guard the entrance of the Celestial Pavilion. Those who weren't involved in the matter moved to a side as well. Upon seeing Ye Futian staring at him, Jiang Nan grew especially uncomfortable. "What are you going to do?" he asked, his voice filled with trepidation.

"What did he say before I arrived?" Ye Futian asked Shen Yu. He had only caught the last few lines of their exchange just now.

"The two of them came here looking for someone. Then they kept insulting her." Shen Yu glanced towards Wang Yurou as she spoke. "I requested that he leave, but then he began to insinuate that I had risen to this position using underhanded means."

Looking at Shen Yu's lowered head, Ye Futian was fully aware of what she meant by "underhanded means."