Making Things Difficult For A Fellow Disciple

As soon as Si Wuya heard the voice, he shook his head. He knew to whom the voice belonged to.

"There's nothing else. You're dismissed."

"Sect master…"

"He's my friend."

"I'll be taking my leave."

At the same time, a man in peculiar clothes walked in with his hands on his back. His beard was long, and his hair was pulled up. His long robes made him look like a merchant from the other regions.

When he saw the man walk in, Si Wuya was slightly taken aback for a moment. He quickly regained his senses and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Fourth Senior Brother."

'What friend with the surname Ri? It's just a name he randomly came up with!'

Mingshi Yin removed his beard and his baggy robes, regaining his familiar appearance. He said, "Aren't you surprised?"

Si Wuya sat down, keeping quiet. Indeed, he was surprised.

"Master's orders?"