Although elder Jia was a little confused, he still took the chair and sat to the side.
Yun chujiu then said to San Jiaoyan, “Come, hypocrite, repeat what you said just now.”
San Jiaoyan’s face was gloomy as he repeated what he had said before, and his words were even more intense, attracting the support of many onlookers.
Yun chujiu waited for him to finish his sentence. She slowly took out her teacup and sipped a few mouthfuls of tea before saying,
“Come, let’s go through them one by one. First, you said that the so-called teachings of the Nameless Sword sect and the Flying Flower Island are just for fame. The sword techniques taught are all trash.
“TSK TSK, there’s a very unpleasant sentence that I’m willing to say, but it’s the most suitable to be used here. That is, beggars still find it smelly!”
As soon as Yun Chujiu finished her sentence, the people below immediately started to shout in dissatisfaction, “Yun Chujiu, you’ve gone too far! Who are you calling beggars? !”
