Cang Song was furious after a junior publicly humiliated him.
"Showing no respect for your elders? Then I'll cripple your cultivation and expel you from the sect!"
Cang Song finished speaking and was about to attack. Qi Hao was scared pale and desperately wanted to stop his master.
At that moment, the beautiful woman finally spoke in fury. "Senior Brother! Are you trying to turn against me, your junior sister?"
Cang Song stopped in midair and turned around. "You heard what she just said too, didn't you?"
The beautiful woman's beautiful eyes were frosty. "Zhao Ling just joined the sect and doesn't understand the rules. Although she spoke disrespectfully to Senior Brother Cang Song, she meant no harm. She was merely desperate to save someone. Besides, Zhao Ling is my disciple. If my disciple has made a mistake, it is only right that I, her master, punish her!"
The short, portly middle-aged man also spoke up. "Senior Brother, why get angry with a junior? Shuiyue is her master, after all. Let her handle it."
Xue Qi, who had been standing behind them, also stepped forward and cupped her fists toward Cang Song. "Uncle-Master Cang Song, please don't blame Junior Sister Zhao Ling. She may have an unusually close relationship with this mortal, and that concern caused her to lose her head and act rashly toward you. This disciple, Xue Qi, is willing to apologize on her behalf."
Cang Song was silent for a moment before finally snorting. "Fine. Let Little Bamboo Peak handle this matter on its own."
After saying that, Cang Song sat back down, which could be considered giving the beautiful woman and the portly man some face.
The beautiful woman turned her gaze back to Zhao Ling and asked gently, "Ling'er, let your master ask you something.