Yan Xiu sighed, “You made Song Fu, a White Lotus Third Grade cultivator, guard the mountain gates. Is this not going a bit overboard?”
“If I did not make him guard the mountain gates, should I send the three of you to do it? We are all brothers from Transient Light Cave, I will not do something so cold and ruthless.”
As he said this, Miao Yi felt that his words were a bit too shallow, and he chuckled, “I was raised in a town, I wouldn’t know of other grand logic, I only know that when dealing with those who don't know their place, if you back away they will only grow conceited. Just wait and see, I will take care of whoever disobeys. If I can’t even handle them, then I might as well not be the Cave Master.”
The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say. They could not say that Miao Yi did not understand the gravity of the situation at all.
