C1766 Magma

"Yuwen, you old cur, don't mistake ignorance for fearlessness."

A languid voice drifted in from outside the door.

A young man clad in a grey robe, with a long sword slung over his shoulder, strolled in, yawning.

Ye Hong's eyebrows lifted at the sight of the newcomer—Dugu Wuyan, a face he hadn't seen in ages.

"The Dugu brat!" Yuwen Zuoye spat out through clenched teeth