In reality, Xie Qiao knew a little bit of everything. Buddhism aside, she even knew some of the passages from White Lotus that were popular among the folk.
"I heard you wrote Sanskrit for your entry examination," Zhao Xuanjing said steadily while looking calm.
"That was me mastering the opposition's language while you're doing it intentionally. The meaning is different," Xie Qiao said in an upset manner. She added slowly, "If you're unwilling to be the guarantor, I definitely won't save this person. Do you guys think it's easy to summon spirits? It's actually exhausting. I might harm my own life if I'm reckless."
Zhao Xuanjing's eyes were a little cold. "You're doing so much when you're weak. I think you're seeking death."
Xie Qiao scoffed.
When he had "begged" her back then, his attitude had been completely different. He would call her Young Lady Xie all the time, and his face had almost been buried into the ground!
