"Maybe you should have started with that," Lan Tian says, glowering at Zou Qiao who flinches.
"I wanted to have a private conversation. Immortal Mountain is the kind of place where the trees have eyes and the grass has ears." Zou Qiao's ears flatten themselves against his head in a display of submissiveness under Lan Tian's anger.
"Every tree and blade of grass can have ears and eyes if they cultivate enough," Wan Mi says, looking up at Lu Jiao as if she expects to be praised for paying attention in class.
Lu Jiao is currently busy glaring at Zou Qiao. "You willingly allowed a potential informer for Immortal Mountain to walk into Kunlun? Even when our alliance still stood, you must have known what an incredibly stupid risk that was."
