"You dare flaunt money at me?!" the shorty barked at Yu Xuan, but despite her outrage, she made no move to return the sect points he had transferred.
"Leave it. What about them?" Yu Xuan asked, gesturing casually toward the three battered figures.
"Tch. You're making my work harder," the shorty muttered with a sigh. "I'll talk to his master and smooth it over. Consider yourself lucky Lingluo is your sister."
Yu Xuan inwardly smirked. If she knew he was Peak Master's disciple… how would she react?
A fleeting thought passed through his mind. Or perhaps if she knows about irregulars, how would she react to him being an irregular?
Turning his gaze toward Mei and Xiu Ying, Yu Xuan's tone was distant.
"I won't say I'm sorry about this. But remember this — control him. If you don't, even if it isn't me next time, someone else will crush him. And it won't be nearly as merciful."
