A Starving Camel Is Still Bigger Than A Horse (3)

No matter how badly the Blood Moon Sect Elder wished to not see Ye Qingtang again, he had already entered the inner sect then, and there was nowhere he could hide even if he wanted to.

Since he just entered the inner sect, his allocated area of residence was coincidentally right next to Ye Qingtang's, and the distance between the two yards was at most a few steps only.

The Blood Moon Sect Elder stood outside his own courtyard and looked at Ye Qingtang, who was standing a few steps away from him, with an utterly dark expression as though he had just swallowed a fly.

Forget about sneaking off to absorb an inner sect disciple's essence, even where he went on usual days was going to be tightly watched by Ye Qingtang…

Before the Blood Moon Sect Elder was done grumbling, Ye Qingtang invited herself into the Blood Moon Sect Elder's yard.