Yang Ruxin rolled her eyes at Dao Xuzi: "Old man, can't you say something nice?"
"Nope." Dao Xuzi continued to focus on his alchemy furnace.
Yang Ruxin exhaled, choosing not to argue with the old man and handed over the letter.
Dao Xuzi took it with a puzzled look, then suddenly jumped up: "What do you mean by this, girl? You want me to work like a laborer again? I'm telling you, I won't do it, I…"
Yang Ruxin calmly watched the old man's antics.
"I won't go." Dao Xuzi finally tired himself out and sat back down.
Yang Ruxin crossed her arms and looked down at him: "Then you take care of your whatever mountain sect yourself, I won't bother anymore."
"You're the Sect Leader now, why wouldn't you take care of it?"
"Everything I say as Sect Leader, you don't listen to at all, so what's the point of doing this job?" Yang Ruxin glared.
"You…" Dao Xuzi turned away, refusing to look at her.
"Really not going?" Yang Ruxin slightly raised an eyebrow.
Dao Xuzi didn't reply.
