C14 (1/2)
Zhou Mansion, in a courtyard.
Cang Yun sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes, sinking into his cultivation. There were still three days until the Zhou Clan's opening. Thus, after bidding farewell to Zhou Hao and Zhou Xian'er, he began his cultivation.
He had also understood that the clan ground was actually a trial ground, and one must pass the trial within it in order to obtain benefits. Moreover, the strength to complete such a trial was often a crucial factor, therefore, he could not relax even after three days. After all, his cultivation was still a little too weak.
”Cang Yun, get the hell over here.”
However, at this moment, a sudden shout came from the courtyard.
Upon hearing the voice, Cang Yun opened his eyes as a frown creased his forehead. He pursed his lips and asked, ”Why are you looking for trouble so soon?”
When he had accepted the Zhou family's quota, he had already anticipated such a situation. After all, the clan's quota was very tight, and since he was an outsider, it naturally caused many people to be displeased. However, what surprised him was that trouble came knocking on his door so quickly.
As he thought of this, Cang Yun stood up and walked out of the room. Since he had already accepted the placings, there was no reason for him to return. Therefore, he could only try out the methods of these Zhou Family disciples.
”Hoh, not a cowardly turtle. He really dares to come out.”
In the courtyard, a young man dressed in white crossed his arms and sneered as he watched Cang Yun, who had walked out from his room. Around him, there were quite a number of youngsters of similar age, forming a semicircle.
”What's the matter?”
Cang Yun took in the expressions of the people in front of him and his calm face became slightly indifferent. He immediately opened his mouth to ask. Since these people wanted to cause trouble, there was no need to pretend.
The youth in white narrowed his eyes. When he saw the calmness and indifference in Cang Yun's eyes, the anger in his heart rose even more.
”What, you took something that doesn't belong to you, don't you understand?” The youth in white shouted in a low voice.
Hearing this, Cang Yun couldn't be bothered to keep up the suspense. He faintly shook his head: ”The clan's quota was given to me personally by Realm Lord Zhou Hao. Why is it something that doesn't belong to me?”
”A sector lord has bestowed it to you?” The youth in white sneered as he looked at Cang Yun with eyes filled with disdain, ”A trash from the Vastheaven Realm is worthy of a spot in our Zhou Family? ”Don't think that I don't know, but a pretty boy like you must have used flowery words to confuse Miss Xian'Er, which was why the latter asked for a placing for you. But today, I want you to know that without strength, any other methods are just a joke!”
Obviously, the words of the youth in white clothing were what they were thinking. After all, these people did not know what had happened in the council chamber, so they could only come up with this conjecture, which they thought was the most reasonable one.
Cang Yun smiled faintly but was too lazy to explain. It was just as the white-clothed youth had said, without strength, all explanations were a joke. The only way to make the joke not so ridiculous was to shut up those who were watching with absolute power.
Therefore …