Gu Chaoyan firmly grasped Zhuo Yuanbai's arm, her grip unyielding.
She held onto Zhuo Yuanbai, not out of enmity, but due to a strange sensation of her own essence emanating from him. It was perplexing. The only plausible explanation was that Zhuo Yuanbai possessed something left by Yan Wuji.
"What are you doing?" Zhuo Yuanbai exclaimed, his voice echoing loudly.
"How dare you!" Gu Chaoyan retorted, her voice laced with anger. "I'm an inner sect disciple, and you, an outer sect disciple, should address me as Senior Sister. How dare you!"
Zhuo Yuanbai hesitated but complied reluctantly.
"Now, hand it over!" Gu Chaoyan demanded, her gaze fixed intently on him.
"Hand what over?"
"Give me Yan Wuji's belongings," Gu Chaoyan stated, her eyes narrowing dangerously. Zhuo Yuanbai panicked, yet he responded with a hint of confidence, "No."
