"Once this matter has been resolved, this humble monk must sincerely thank you both."
In the dim glow shrouded by night, this skinny figure appeared as radiant as the blazing sun, causing everyone around to stagger back.
Hearing this, the two Purple Cloud Sect disciples felt somewhat embarrassed, "We didn't mean that... ah, we hope the master can understand."
They indeed couldn't afford to offend another disciple of the Bodhi Sect just for one disciple.
Besides, involving themselves in the conflict of cultivators was absolutely not something they could meddle in; bluntly speaking, they could be crushed by a single slap.
"Master, we take our leave." Without any hesitation, the two turned around and left.
Even feeling somewhat relieved that a habitual offender had stolen the spotlight before, such merit... it was better left to this senior ascetic.
"Immortal Fellow Shen."
