Supreme Vision Master Chapter 1203: All Born Actors

Yu Sihuang appeared remarkably pitiful, resembling a forsaken, heartbroken woman.

Luo Qingtong’s lips twitched violently; she entertained the thought of asking if he had a penchant for acting.

When leisure permitted, she mused, she would arrange for him to perform in a brothel, positioning him as the premier Oiran—a role that would undoubtedly suit his captivating and wicked charm.

Lost in these thoughts, Luo Qingtong shot him an irritated glance before addressing Su Yu and the others, "Let's go."

Let him perform his act solo, then.

She would no longer entertain him.

As for favors?

Hadn't she already cured his heart ailment and rescued him from the brink of death? How many such debts did he owe her?

He hadn't even settled those outstanding favors, yet he had the audacity to expect reciprocation?

Luo Qingtong turned with firm resolve, while Su Yu and his companions beside her cast sympathetic glances at Yu Sihuang before swiftly following her lead.

Ah, such a stunning young lady, why would she fancy our master?

Our master is a woman!

She’s destined to be a heartbreaker.

Unaware of the true identities of Yu Sihuang and Yu Xingqi, the group lamented internally.

Upon discovering Yu Sihuang’s identity, they would be utterly stunned, as if struck by lightning, experiencing a complete demolition of their worldviews!

Witnessing Luo Qingtong and her group depart, Yu Sihuang could no longer maintain his charade.

"Hey! Tongtong! Wait for me!"

He scrambled to catch up with them.

Yu Xingqi, carrying the Little White Cat, trailed behind him, his eyes frequently rolling in exasperation.

How could he possibly refuse to acknowledge this person as his brother?

...

The group emerged from the dark confines of the Dark Arena.

Just as Luo Qingtong was about to inquire about the current state of the Extreme West Wilderness from Su Yu, a sudden commotion erupted from ahead.

She looked up, observing a procession of individuals advancing with considerable fanfare.

At the forefront was a man clad in white robes, intricately embroidered with verdant bamboo.

His attire exuded an air of refined elegance, yet his gaze was perceptibly deep and chilling.

He did not possess the appearance of an entirely bright and unclouded individual.

Luo Qingtong’s eyes subtly narrowed as she noted the group’s sudden halt upon spotting them, and then, the young man leading the procession hurried forward.

"Su Yu, are you unharmed? I received word from my associates that the Cheng Family has enlisted Elder Pan of the Jingtian Sect to target your Tianxie people; you..."

"We appreciate Young Master Bai’s concern. The matter has already been resolved."

Upon recognizing the newcomer, Su Yu’s brow furrowed. He stepped back, evading the outstretched hand of the other.

The hand, left suspended in mid-air, revealed a flicker of anger and severity in the man’s eyes.

This was accompanied by a profound sense of bewilderment.

What had transpired?

Bai Jintang’s eyes held a cold, sharp glint.

He had meticulously orchestrated the alliance between Elder Pan and the Cheng Family.

This endeavor was meant to leave Su Yu and the Tianxie people trapped within the Dark Arena, facing utter despair!

Subsequently, after the Tianxie people were nearly annihilated, he would step in, leveraging his Bai Family connections, to rescue Su Yu—wouldn't the latter then be overwhelmed with gratitude?

At that point, whatever he desired from them, wouldn't they have no choice but to comply?

How had they managed to escape the Dark Arena?

Who had thwarted his elaborate scheme?

A surge of intense anger coursed through Bai Jintang’s heart.

This was his hard-won opportunity to compel Su Yu’s submission, and missing this chance left him precariously short on time!