Ye Shiyuan returned with a faint trace of anger in his heart.
Naturally, he ran into Zhang Youxia.
"You look very unhappy."
"You can tell I am unhappy?"
"Just by the way you walk, I can tell. And your tone just now when you spoke, I can confirm that you are really unhappy. What happened? Did your little master anger you?"
Ye Shiyuan was indeed angry, yet also somewhat helpless.
"Strange. Normally, if someone in the sect angers you, you would not let it go. You would find a chance to retaliate properly. I even thought you would do the same today. Your master angered you, so you took the opportunity to hurt him."
Ye Shiyuan had never once intended to hurt Bai He.
The moment he injured him, his mind had gone completely blank.
Even after stepping down from the arena, he remained lost in a haze of confusion.
"But then you secretly went to see him again. That only convinced me of one thing. You just couldn't bear to hurt him, but you still refuse to admit it."
