The woman in white shot Chu Yi a fierce glare when she saw that he remained silent, not uttering a single word.
"You old bastard, if my master comes, he'll chop you into seven or eight pieces!"
The old man in the purple robe folded his arms, shaking his head lightly upon hearing this.
Imitating Chu Yi's behavior, he too said nothing, his face showing only a faint, mocking smile as he stared at the two "clowns" in front of him.
They truly were clowns in his eyes.
This old man in the purple robe had lived for at least a hundred years. What kinds of people and storms hadn't he weathered?
The woman in white—her threats were nothing more than the antics of a court jester to him.
Seeing that the old man in purple remained silent, Shangguan Yu, the woman in white, became even angrier.
She launched into a tirade of insults, spewing out everything bad she could think of about the old man.
Chu Yi, standing nearby, nearly burst out laughing.
