"What do you even know about the Dao?"
Bai Yujian's voice carried the soft authority of a thousand years atop Sword Peak, but her curiosity was met with an unexpected twist. She had been eager to educate this new disciple, to speak of the Sword, the Righteous Dao, and the legacy of their peak. Instead, Su Xiaobai raised his hand, casually cutting her off.
The audacity.
The absolute gall.
He was, without a doubt, the first sect member who had ever dared to interrupt her.
"Uh… yeah, we can circle back to the 'Dao talk' later," Su Xiaobai said, scratching his head. "I've got more important business to handle right now."
Bai Yujian: "???"
Her beautiful eyes blinked at him—crystalline pools that could drown a weaker man. But Su Xiaobai? Oh, no. He wasn't diving in there. He had no time for that kind of trouble. His goals were crystal clear: get his hands on some rare resources and avoid unnecessary drama.
