Spouting Nonsense With A Straight Face?

That was when footsteps could be heard from outside the door.

It was Cheng Dongfeng.

He had not entered, but his upset voice was already audible.

"Rubbish!"

"You're a rank-two, why would you join in the fray?"

"Could he had gotten away if I didn't have to save you?"

At the same, time, Su Ze's aggrieved voice could be heard too. "Didn't I stop him, Master Cheng? Why are you blaming me now?"

Then, both men came through the door, with Cheng Dongfeng walking ahead.

His mouth twitched when he saw Jiang He, although he abruptly broke into laughter, saying, "You're here too, Jiang He? Long time, no see… why do you look more handsome now?"

Jiang He flashed a vague smile and offered a fist and palm salute. "Grandmaster Cheng."

Even as he spoke, he glanced at Su Ze.