C3 I Didn't Expect You to like the Cosp!

Upon hearing Su Yi's outrageous demand, Mr. Zhang's forehead veins throbbed as he clenched his teeth and spat out, "You, you damn well better not push us too far!"

"Oh, you're not pleased?" Su Yi wiped his hands, his face contorted with menace, and made a slashing gesture across his neck. "If you don't want the way out I'm offering, then I can only..."

"Wait, we'll slap!" Desperate to save his own skin, Mr. Zhang agreed through gritted teeth.

He swiftly delivered a slap to the face of one of the bandits. "Smack!"

"There, that's more like it!" Su Yi nodded, pleased, then turned to address the injured man. "Your wounds are quite severe; you need urgent treatment."

"Th-thank you so much!" The man, reassured by Su Yi's lack of malice, cautiously retrieved a green pill from his Storage Ring and tossed it into his mouth. His injuries began to slowly heal.

After regaining some strength, the man expressed his gratitude to Su Yi. "I haven't caught your name yet."

"I'm Su Yi, just an insignificant fellow," Su Yi replied modestly.

Meanwhile, calls echoed from a distance. "Junior sister! Junior sister!"

The man responded immediately, "Senior brother, I'm over here!"

"Hmm?" Su Yi was taken aback. He had clearly heard someone calling for a junior sister, yet here was a man. Could it be a case of a woman in disguise? Was this some sort of tradition in the cultivation world? How intriguing!

Seconds later, a young man in white, likely seventeen or eighteen, burst through the underbrush with several disciples in tow. The group's leader rushed to the man's side, concern etched on his face. "Junior sister, are you okay?"

The man, dubbed 'handsome' by his peers, shook his head and wiped away the blood from his lip. "Thanks to you, senior brother, I'm fine. It was this gentleman who saved me..."

The group's attention shifted to Su Yi. The leader's brow furrowed – he had never seen this man before, and Su Yi's appearance was striking. Despite being clad in only pajamas, he had a refined and handsome face, with strands of blue amidst his tousled black hair.

His deep black pupils were as profound as the night sky, shrouded in mystery.

His features were impeccably chiseled, beyond reproach.

It was precisely Su Yi's striking appearance that sparked a faint twinge of jealousy in the leader's heart.

Yet, he managed to keep his composure, his face betraying none of his envy.

"Thank you!"

With a brief nod of appreciation, the man in white prepared to depart with the wounded "handsome man" in tow...

"Smack!"

"Smack! Smack!"

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

But the sharp sound of slaps captured his attention.

The group turned in unison towards the commotion.

They witnessed a gang of bandits hitting each other, one sporting a face as swollen as a pig's.

As the man in white glanced their way, Mr. Zhang's gaze coincidentally met his.

Their eyes locked, and upon recognizing the newcomer's face,

Mr. Zhang let out a curse, about to voice his thoughts.

But the man in white, with a furrowed brow, swiftly approached Mr. Zhang.

He didn't allow him a moment to speak, plunging the knife directly into his heart.

And so, Mr. Zhang, with rage still etched on his face, met his end at the hands of the man in white.

"Wait..."

Su Yi attempted to intervene, but the man in white's blade was swift and decisive.

The bandits fell, one after another, in mere moments.

Flicking the blood from his blade, the man in white returned to his companions with an air of nonchalance.

Before departing, he cast a discreet glance at the vanished Storage Ring on Mr. Zhang's hand.

"These men were habitual wrongdoers; their deaths are a mercy," he remarked.

"Junior Sister Mengyu, we should return to the sect. Master awaits your arrival."

Ye Mengyu, ever naive, didn't dwell on the matter. She nodded and turned her gaze to Su Yi.

"Um... would it be possible for you to visit the Profound Moon Sect, Young Master?"

At her request, the man in white's displeasure was palpable, and he hastily objected.

"Junior Sister, it seems this gentleman has other matters to attend to. Let's head back to the Profound Moon Sect first!"

"Your recovery is the priority!"

Ye Mengyu remained silent, her eyes intently fixed on Su Yi, as if anticipating his response.

Su Yi weighed the benefits and risks of her proposal with careful consideration.

Joining a sect is certainly a smart move; it would help him grasp this world's intricacies much quicker.

Yet, he couldn't help but catch the subtle changes in the white-clad man's expression.

It looks like he's not too keen on me interacting with Ye Mengyu!

And the speed with which he made his move... quite suspicious indeed.

How intriguing!

After pondering for a moment, Su Yi spoke to Ye Mengyu with a hint of amusement.

"Switch back to women's attire, and I might just consider it!"

"Junior sister, this..."

"Agreed!"

Before the man in white could object, Ye Mengyu swept her hair aside.

In an instant, the handsome youth transformed into an exquisitely elegant young woman.

The girl exuded an ethereal charm, her skin soft and tender, her eyes as serene as a still pond, her beauty unparalleled.

"Does... this work?"

"Absolutely! You're stunning!"

"Well then, I suppose I'll accompany you to this so-called Profound Moon Sect!"