Ugh!
Xu Xiaoshou let out a pained grunt, as though something that had been halfway pulled from his body had suddenly returned.
After his facial muscles twitched violently, they settled into calmness. He opened his eyes again, his gaze as indifferent as ever, and said flatly, "Medicine Ancestor, what do you mean by this?"
Oh? Not leaving anymore? Weren't you going to say, "This is both advice and a warning," then depart with breezy detachment? Wasn't you, Name Ancestor, so capable? Mentioning Shennong Hundred Herbs at every turn and "take care of yourself" at every pause, treating Ancestor Gods of equal standing as beneath your notice.
What was this? The moment you heard there were other possible ways out besides the Time Realm and Heavenly Realm, your feet could no longer move? Was it only you, Name Ancestor, who cared about the greater picture, while Ancestor Gods like us were all petty schemers and narrow-minded fools, utterly indifferent to the path ahead?
Medicine Ancestor sneered inwardly.
Now it was his turn to put on airs, presenting his back as he waited for Name Ancestor's apology.
Want to know more? Fine—show some sincerity! "Medicine Ancestor."
There was no sincerity from behind him, nor any apology. There was only that calm, water-flat form of address.
As though if he kept posturing, Name Ancestor truly would not give him a second chance and would genuinely leave.
The situation instantly froze again.
Clearly, Name Ancestor was someone who yielded to softness but not force.
If they truly went head-to-head, neither side would gain anything. They might even make another enemy and invite needless trouble.
Fine, then. For the sake of you taking the initiative to inform me of the great calamity...
Medicine Ancestor gave him a little face and turned around of his own