"Are you really going to leave him hanging there?"
When Han Yu returned to the Government Office, Ling Wuce asked dumbfoundedly, following beside him.
After all, he's a Walking the Dao cultivator. Ignoring him like this might not be appropriate.
Ling Wuce was somewhat worried. Dealing with Yama Hall was already wearing them out, offending this side seemed precarious.
"There's nothing inappropriate about it. So what if he's a Walking the Dao cultivator, he's a person too. Everyone has emotions, desires, and we're all flesh and blood. Just because he asks, doesn't mean I have to agree with everything he says!"
Han Yu pursed his lips. Maybe it's just the cultivators' common problem, or maybe it's the illusory distance brought by differences in cultivation levels.
In his interactions with these cultivators from outside Central Continent, he didn't feel they were any different from others.
