The Yuan Dao Holy Son remained silent, merely watching Ye Qiu with cold eyes. Even if they were angry now, they couldn't act. Instead of doing this, it would be better to settle accounts with Ye Qiu after the Pangtao Festival ended.
Standing up for someone means accepting the consequences of standing up for them.
Ye Qiu didn't care much about this, nor did he show any sign of fear. At worst, he could quickly escape. With his strength, even a Saint couldn't find him.
Ye Qiu was confident. He wasn't afraid of opponents at the Saint Heir level.
To Li Jin and others, Ye Qiu's ease seemed overly carefree.
Especially Li Jin, who thought he had a good relationship with Ye Qiu, and immediately whispered a reminder: "Brother Ye, by doing this, you'll only make those Saint Heirs target you with no benefit gained."
Ye Qiu smiled without explaining. If one were always so cautious, afraid of everything, why practice martial arts at all? Might as well be an ordinary person.
