Although the chaos had been brought under control, there was no way that the angered soul cultivators would simply disperse. Their gazes flitted back and forth between Bai Xiaochun and the ruined shops of Sima Tao and Sun Yifan. Clearly, if Bai Xiaochun hadn't been there to interfere, the mob would still be attacking those two shops.
Despite feeling nervous and a bit guilty, Bai Xiaochun shouted, "Listen to me, everyone. I, Bai Hao, guarantee that I will get you the explanation you deserve!"
"Fellow Daoist Bai, we are not at fault today. It's them! Sima Tao and Sun Yifan!"
"That's right! Those two shameless fellows sold us counterfeit soul medicine! The embarrassment we have endured today must be avenged!!"
"It's good that you're here, Fellow Daoist Bai. We'll follow your lead as you resolve this issue!"
