"What do you mean, 'whether it passes or not'?" My brow furrowed slightly.
Li Poxiao wore an expression that said I already knew the answer. That expression immediately darkened Shao Zi's face. The girl had changed considerably over the past few years. She had apparently clashed with Li Poxiao before, and now, seemingly afraid there wouldn't be enough friction between them, she bristled and said, "Qiankun Dao Venerable, do you need me to remind you again that you abandoned Miss Li Yu? You can't even manage your own affairs, yet you have time to meddle in the affairs between master and disciple?"
Li Poxiao was stabbed in a sore spot. "What did you say? When did I abandon Miss Li Yu? I merely..."
"Merely what? Let me finish for you. At the time, you only cared about saving your own life, leaving my master in dire straits. Back then, you kept claiming that you were doing it for Miss Li Yu's sake, but in truth, you were afraid of your first wife's discipline. Such an unrighteous and heartless matter—shall we drag it out and discuss it too?" Shao Zi had a razor-sharp tongue and was certainly no pushover. She was practically my duplicate. Having a disciple like this gave me a splitting headache.
"Xia Yitian, this is your disciple? Is this how your disciple speaks to me? To put it bluntly, I'm still her martial uncle. Is speaking to an elder like this your way of teaching disciples?" Li Poxiao snorted.
"Poxiao, I'm your martial uncle. You're my junior fellow disciple, and you once joined the Heavenly One Dao. Have you forgotten? The Qiankun Dao was once part of the Heavenly One Dao." I reminded him, inwardly snickering. This time, Li Poxiao had kicked an iron plate.
"You! This is