"Shut your mouth."
Chen Chang'an cast a disapproving glance at the discordant little old man.
Following that, he stepped out, standing between the two people.
Without veering to any side, he was positioned in such a way that the female disciple could move past him, thereby blocking the path of the pursuer.
"Are you intending to meddle in the affairs of our Shitian Sect?"
Seeing Chen Chang'an blocking his way, the heart of the man pursuing the female disciple instantly became apprehensive.
No other reason, but he was unable to gauge the depth of the person standing before him.
At first glance, he seemed like an ordinary man.
But at second glance, he was as vast and boundless as an ocean.
At the third glance, he transformed back into that ordinary appearance.
Though he clearly reeked of the mundane, he was elegant like a young master, resembling a celestial being exiled from heaven.
This man is not to be trifled with!