Master Chen was fuming with rage, and his disciples dared not even take a breath.
"Why are you silent now?"
Everyone looked around at each other, thinking bitterly, "Isn't it because you, Master, started hitting as soon as you entered, not letting us speak at all?"
They turned to look at Dazhu, who had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:
"Master, this is not our fault."
"If not your fault, then whose? Mine? Did I start this fight?"
"They started bullying first!" Dazhu whispered.
"Exactly, Master, they were too oppressive!" all the disciples chimed in agreement.
Master Chen scoffed, "Oh, they were oppressive, and you had no fault at all? Even if others were wrong, did you have to fight to this extent? If the Taoist Court had detained you, would I not have to shamelessly go to the Taoist Court and beg for your release? And if someone got seriously injured, would I not have to compensate them with Spirit Stones?"
