About a few minutes ago.
When Kai Yang saw the reaction of Jun Xie, he was confused by the outburst.
But he didn't mind much.
Being a professional procrastinator, it was too much for him to meddle in others' affairs.
Just then, something whispered in his ears.
"Ninth Young Master, it's been a long time."
It confused him even more and even made his head turn because of the words 'Ninth Young Master'.
'Wasn't I also once called the Ninth Young Master?'
But when he looked around, there was surprisingly no one else in the street!
'Must have been my mind messing with me.'
Kai Yang didn't care much.
After all, no one knew about his identity in this place, and he was just a Core Disciple of the Gracious Sword Sect to the others.
"Ah, Ninth Young Master of the Great Yang Clan, please don't ignore this nobody."
The voice entered his hearing range once again.