"..."
Ye Xiao's words hushed the bustling crowd of thousands, instantly silencing even the faintest murmurs that had previously lingered.
Bald donkey?
At the rear of Ye Xiao's entourage, hundreds of faces paled. They didn't have time to worry about how Ye Xiao might view their actions afterward, as they turned tail and fled toward Jiangzhou City without looking back!
There's a saying, 'Don't slap a person in the face.'
In front of thousands, Ye Xiao's words were like a slap across the face of the revered elder.
"Amitabha, Ye benefactor, this humble monk only has the well-being of all living beings at heart. I hope you will not persist in your delusion," the elder responded without anger.
"You old monk! With such a scheming heart! If you want my grandson's property, just say it straight out! With all these high-sounding principles, do you think we don't see through your intentions, you old scoundrel?"
