Gratitude (1)

Li Yunqing followed the two of them to the outskirts of the Cloud Sky Sect. He thought that he could leave after sending the two of them back safely, but who knew that he would be stopped just as he was about to leave.

He stopped outside the teleportation array.

Behind him, someone approached him. In the end, that person's footsteps stopped three meters behind him.

"What's wrong? Could it be that at this time, the two of you still want to find trouble with me?"

Li Yuanqing turned around. His face was still as thin as before, and his eyes were bright and piercing as he stared at Wang Qiushan.

Hearing Li Yuanqing's words, Wang Susu blushed and stood silently behind her master.

Wang Qiushan was someone who had seen the storm. Seeing Li Yunqing being called out so abruptly, he seemed to be a little unhappy. He greeted Li Yuanqing with the courtesy of a peer and cupped his hands slightly.

"Young hero, we, master and disciple, have no intention of offending you."