Sect Leader Ye pulled Ye Guichen to sit at the upper seat, unusually enthusiastic.
Ye Guichen felt awkward but was too embarrassed to pull his hand away from Sect Leader Ye's grasp.
It wouldn't be good if others misunderstood him as Sect Leader Ye's illegitimate child.
"Ahem, Sect Leader Ye, I should sit down there." Ye Guichen found an excuse and moved to the lower seat. As he was about to sit, a young disciple said, "Sorry, this seat is taken."
Ye Guichen looked up at the other person.
The person appeared to be in their thirties, with a mocking smile, seemingly provoking Ye Guichen.
Ye Guichen frowned.
I haven't offended anyone, have I?
But from the looks of it, why does it feel like many people are not happy with me?
Ye Guichen's senses were sharp. When everyone entered, he could almost sense the subtle changes in their expressions.
Some had unchanged expressions, neither happy nor sad, seemingly indifferent to his arrival.
