The man's expression shifted from arrogance to avarice. He whispered something to his companions, and they all turned their attention towards Yun Lintian and Qingqing, their eyes filled with undisguised greed.
The leader stepped forward, his movements smooth and confident. He approached Yun Lintian, a forced smile playing on his lips.
"Fellow cultivator," he said, his voice smooth and oily, "I am Bai Xuan, the leader of the Iron Will Sect's elite disciples. I couldn't help but notice the… exquisite spirit companion you have with you."
He paused, his eyes fixed on Qingqing. "A True Spirit… such a rare and precious being. I believe she would be much happier under the care of our sect."
Yun Lintian stared at Bai Xuan indifferently, as if he were looking at a walking dead.
"I am afraid I cannot agree. She's my friend," Yun Lintian said, his voice calm and steady.
