'The hierarchy of a Demon Dao Dharma Lineage truly is strict, a fact ingrained deep in the heart.'
Jiang Yi recalled his Grandpa's frequent words: in Cultivation, there have only ever been three realms—ant, fellow Daoist, and senior.
Now, it seemed that between the Outer Sect and the Inner Peak, there were also only two statuses: junior brother and senior brother.
As his thoughts raced, he gave a cold glance at the Qi Gong Institute Daoist, who was bowing and repeatedly apologizing, and said in a solemn voice,
"Senior Brother Xiao is a close friend of mine. If you dare give him trouble again, you will suffer the consequences!"
The Qi Gong Institute Daoist hurriedly bowed and scraped.
"I understand! I understand! I will be sure to take it to heart!"
Jiang Yi dismissed the Daoist with a sharp word and turned to Xiao Tongquan, his tone softening as he spoke.
"I've invited Junior Sister Li to meet at Heshui Cave today. Would Senior Brother Xiao care to join us?"
