Lan Li's breathing froze. After a long while, he finally said, "That goes without saying. But as for the gifts, I still ask that Dao Lord Xia accept them. Otherwise..."
"You think I'm that kind of person? When striking someone, one doesn't strike them in the face. Since you came to apologize this time, let the matter end here. You don't need to do anything pointless anymore. Go back to the Blue Mountain Sect." I waved my hand, clearly showing that I had no intention of dealing with them further.
Lan Li had no idea what I was thinking, so he could only look toward the several old men behind him who were still relatively composed. The men exchanged nods, and one of them spoke on their behalf. "Sect Master, let's go back. Since Dao Lord Xia doesn't intend to pursue the matter, a great figure like him naturally disdains pursuing our Blue Mountain Sect's mistake. From now on, we should act more cautiously and restrain our disciples from ever doing something that might plunge the sect into eternal ruin again."
"Mm, Supreme Elder Lu is right to reprimand me. Lan Li knows his mistake. From now on, I will certainly teach my children properly and never let them cause such trouble again." Lan Li followed the offered ladder down.
"Enough. You can leave now, while I haven't changed my mind." I looked at Lan Li. He hurriedly bowed, then bade Nan Lin farewell before finally leaving.
His farewell naturally included his relief that Nan Lin could go to Windmist City, hopes that they would strengthen their ties in the future, and so on. He probably also wanted to use the opportunity to climb onto Nan Lin's coattails. These Immortal cultivators' worship of power was practically deranged.
After the Sect