"..."
Drip drop.
Another drop of liquid trickled down.
But this time, it wasn't Spiritual Liquid; it was sweat.
His lips trembled a few times as he stuttered in rebuttal: "I didn't, don't talk nonsense, I didn't do it, don't spread rumors, be careful or I... I'll sue you for defamation!"
Panicked.
How did Yu Ying know? He had been out for seven or eight days before encountering the Cen siblings, and he was sure no one had followed him.
Even if he was incompetent and failed to notice, the Cen siblings couldn't possibly not notice, right?
Especially Cen Yueyue, a Core Formation Mid-Stage cultivator with a plethora of treasures; with her strength, it was impossible not to notice, and in the entirety of Shuangfeng City, only Yu Ying, Manager Xu, and the old man working at the Immortal Pavilion had higher strength than everyone else.
