After speaking, Jiangli tossed her mobile phone to Xia Xin and turned to leave.
She seemed quite angry.
Xia Xin didn't care to waste words with Xie Yanfang and simply said, "So, you're Wang Yao's mother, right? If you want to expose us online that's up to you, but as our Abbot said, you can just search for Jiaoyang Temple online and see what people say about our reputation, goodbye now."
After hanging up the phone, Xia Xin rushed into the side hall.
Jiangli was already seated at the table, playing with her own mobile phone.
Lin Yurong stood beside her, her eyes full of confusion and fear, obviously noticing something was off with Jiangli.
Seeing Xia Xin come in, she looked at him, as if asking what had happened.
Xia Xin glanced at Jiangli.
Though her face was expressionless, Xia Xin could still feel that the ancestor was quite upset.
Probably she had never been cursed at so directly before.
After pondering for a moment, Xia Xin ran out.
