Threads of divine will darted back and forth quickly within the grand hall as Wu Qi and Lao Ai rapidly exchanged their opinions.
"What tricks are you trying to play here? Don't you forget that this old monk is your savior!" Wu Qi glared at Lao Ai.
"I am used to the lifestyle of being escorted imposingly by a group of retinues, being dressed elegantly and feasting on delicacies. But, not only am I in a miserable situation now, even my Great Sun Sect is uprooted by someone. It makes me really uncomfortable if I don't take in a few more disciples and apprentices! With my guidance, at the very least, this old monk could attain the rightful fruit of Arhat. It is a great advantage for him!" Lao Ai said with a smile and a solemn expression.
"Don't cause any troubles here! They are all proper monks. You must not make them into Great Sun Sect's disciples!" Wu Qi gave Lao Ai another fierce glare.
