C157 Messing up

Chen Ziang's cheeks flushed with anger. Ye Xu's words might as well have been a stinging slap across his face.

Glaring at Ye Xu, his hand rested on the hilt of his sword, poised as if ready to draw it at a moment's notice.

Yet Ye Xu paid him no mind, preparing to depart with Yaoguang.

His initial intention had been to grab a meal and gather some intel