Qiu Bai's tone was always so composed and unhurried, bringing a spring breeze to everyone. He carried a graceful and elegant smile on his lips, making others feel ashamed of themselves.
"Impossible!" Mona screeched, "Qiu Bai, stop lying for the sake of your apprentice's reputation. We're all comrades, always remember our identity."
"It seems you're questioning my character." Even as Qiu Bai spoke, his expression remained unchanged, but the implication to those who heard was entirely different.
In the second row, Wenyin suddenly stood up, sneering sarcastically, "Ha! You have the audacity to question Qiu Bai's character? Must all good things fall into your lap for it to be true and everything others say false?"
"Yang Wenyin, don't make a fuss over nothing."
"Am I making a fuss? Aren't you talking about yourself?"
"It's you, it's definitely you."
