Past Matters

One week after, Lailai Inn.

Luo Zhilai's face is very frosty as he glared at Jin Chong who is seating across him. But, this is his territory so he should be the first to speak, thus breaking the tense atmosphere. "Thank you, sect leader Jin, for your disciples escorting my important guests on their way back to Cuiyi Town." He said.

"It is fine. I am also grateful for them saving one of my disciples." Jin Chong calmly spoke.

Luo Zhilai's brow twitched. They said that you can't hit a smiling person. Thus, he had to hold back his anger.

Huo Ling coughed. "Sect leader Jin, your disciples saving our lives back there can be counted as you repaying us. So…" he spoke and glanced at Luo Zhilai. "May I ask why are you here? You don't need to extend your gratitude to us personally…" he said.