Fang Mingyuan certainly wouldn't dare to help Su Yang, as half of the Terrestrial Immortals in Capital City were coming out to deal with Su Yang tonight. If he were to help Su Yang now, wouldn't that be opposing the half of Capital City's Terrestrial Immortals?
He guessed he wouldn't even survive the night, as those Terrestrial Immortals wouldn't hesitate to kill their own kind, though they refrained from killing ordinary people!
"Master Su, do you need something?" Fang Mingyuan asked in a low voice, "I just happen to have some business today, and I'm not in Capital City right now. Is it something that can wait until I get back?"
Su Yang snorted coldly, noting Fang Mingyuan's obvious lie, which lacked any subtlety. However, Su Yang couldn't be bothered to expose him; he understood the principle that when a tree falls, the monkeys scatter, and when a wall collapses, everyone pushes it over.
