Hearing Liu Ying say this, Kang Xiaoru fell silent for a long while. Only after the time it took to drink a cup of tea did he finally raise his head. "The fairy is right. It was this old man who became fixated on appearances."
"It is good that you can see it through, fellow Daoist. Right now, personal honor and disgrace, or that of a sect, simply count for nothing. The first priority is how to exterminate the Ancient Demons that have descended upon the Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces. You must know that Martial Uncle Lin cannot possibly remain in this world forever. If we cannot coordinate well with him and wipe out the Ancient Demons before he returns to the Spirit World, I think you should understand very clearly what the consequences will be."
"Mm. Kang knows what he is doing. Rest assured, the Ancient Demons are our common great enemy, and Senior Lin saved Pine Wind Academy from fire and flood. I absolutely will not harbor second thoughts."
Kang Xiaoru bowed deeply. "Many thanks for the fairy's guidance and reminder."
"You are too courteous, fellow Daoist."
Liu Ying also gathered her lapels and returned the salute. Since the other party was giving her face, she could not act overbearing either. How could she not understand the principle that flowered sedan chairs were carried by people carrying one another? Afterward, the two exchanged a few more pleasantries, then parted and took their leave, each flying toward their residence in Linglong Valley.
The status of these two was exceedingly noble, so the places where they rested naturally would not be mixed together with those of ordinary cultivators.
And Lin Xuan sensed this entire scene with perfect clarity. It was not that he had deliberately gone to monitor them, but