"Is what you said true?" Yao Xiangli's gaze was filled with scrutiny.
"Of course it's true, Senior Brother. How about this, if you're still worried, let Ye Shiyuan temporarily move to where I live. I'll act as guarantor. If something like this happens again, I'm willing to bear responsibility together with him."
Yao Xiangli's beard was grizzled white, and he looked to be nearly seventy years old, yet his spirit was exceptionally robust.
This little junior brother had been personally brought back by their master who had also instructed that he be well taken care of.
As for their master's orders, Yao Xiangli would naturally not disobey.
"In that case, we shall do as you say. Ye Shiyuan will temporarily move into Baize Peak. No one is allowed to bring this matter up again. Let it end here."
"Yes, Sect Master." With that, he departed.
When Pan Yi heard that, he glared fiercely at Ye Shiyuan.
To think that he had actually managed to escape this time.
At the thought of it, he raised the long whip in his hand, about to lash down again, only to have Bai He grab it in one motion, his palm nearly splitting open with torn flesh.
Damn Pan Yi, just wait.
Enduring the intense pain, Bai He shouted angrily, "Pan Yi, what do you think you're doing? Didn't you hear what Else Yao said? This matter is over, what do you dare to do now?"
Only then did Pan Yi loosen his grip.
With a thud, he knelt on the ground and said, "Little Elder Bao, spare my life. I didn't mean it."
"This matter may be over in the eyes of Elder Yao, but with me, it isn't finished. Framing a fellow disciple and harming a fellow disciple, that is a capital crime."
Pan Yi shuddered all over, but then recalled how flawlessly he had carried things out, how could he have left behind any evidence?
That thought gave him a bit more confidence.
"Little Elder Bai, please investigate clearly. This matter has nothing to do with me."
"It'd better have nothing to do with you. Now get lost."
Pan Yi immediately scrambled away and stumbling as he fled.
Bai He crouched down and lowering his head to look at Ye Shiyuan whose face was drenched in sweat.
His hair was slightly disheveled and sticking messily to his forehead; his brows were tightly knit and his lips was dry and cracked open because he bite it too hard. Yet none of this could conceal the heroic sharpness of his features, especially those eyes, which were like a sea of stars!
"Little Elder Bai, thank you for stepping in with such righteousness. I, Ye Shiyuan, will remember this kindness. However, I won't go to Baize Peak. I know you prefers a quiet place, so I don't want to disturb you."
Seeing the slightly strange look in Bai He's eyes, Ye Shiyuan had no intention of following him back.
He quietly supporting himself with one hand against the ground and then slowly stood up.