Bai Wendao watched the current scene as if he were watching a play.
Compared to others, Bai Wendao was the most knowledgeable about Jiang Cheng among all present.
Once this youngster firmly occupied the moral high ground, even if Heavenly Dao himself descended, he wouldn't be able to argue against him.
Watching the ever-changing expressions on Lei Buxiao's face, Bai Wendao understood that if he didn't step in to smooth things over soon, Dean Lei would probably be so angry he'd suffer internal injuries.
"Young friend Jiang, do you still remember this old man?"
Jiang Cheng politely clasped his hands together: "Senior Bai is learned and wise, the conversation we had that day is still fresh in my memory to this day."
Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, many of the cultivators present thought simultaneously: so you do know how to say nice things, huh?
