Exposure of a Scandal

Since Xun Er and her party had decided to stay temporarily at Starfall Pavilion, Wind Venerable could only welcome them with open arms. He had no ability to drive these uninvited guests away, so he had the best accommodations in Starfall Pavilion cleared out, then personally accompanied the two Black-Robed Venerables to their quarters. His hospitality could not have been more thorough.

Yet even so, someone still could not stop finding fault. Ling Quan was in a foul mood and found everything displeasing. His mockery of Starfall Pavilion and Wind Venerable never ceased.

One moment, he said Starfall Pavilion's scenery was too poor and its layout too cramped, making it stifling to live in. The next, he said the disciples of Starfall Pavilion had terrible talent, that any random Ancient Clan member was several times stronger than them.

Wind Venerable's face turned even greener than the azure robes he wore. Faced with this endlessly chattering fellow, he turned his head away, his lips twitching. He dearly wished he could spit him to death...

Literally spit him to death. Ling Quan might have been formidable when fighting Xiao Yan, pounding the Little Fighting God senseless, but a single breath from Wind Venerable would be stronger than a Category Ten typhoon. It would cut like blades, and Ling Quan might not be able to withstand it.

Walking beside Wind Venerable, I glanced at the fellow. He was still endlessly yapping away, as irritating as some argumentative keyboard warrior. It was clearly a short walk, yet it suddenly felt unbearably long.

"Ling Quan, a few comments are enough. Do you really think this is your home?"

Ling Quan looked over and sneered. "I'm only speaking the truth. This place is terrible, and you won't even let people say so?"

"Heh, you start blaming