Watching Ding Yun and the others leave.
With a wave of his hand, Ding Baisheng shut the gate.
"Sorry you had to see that..."
"People really do change. How long has she even been at Huayuan Sect? She's only achieved a little, yet she couldn't wait to come show off in front of me... Sigh, she's no longer that obedient little girl she once was!"
Ding Baisheng sighed deeply.
Li Yun merely laughed and did not pursue the matter.
He could tell that Ding Baisheng still had some affection for Ding Yun. It was just that this Ding Yun, how should he put it, was a little too clever for her own good.
After being away for three years and returning at last, if she had brought along even two pastries, Ding Baisheng would probably have believed she had come to visit him sincerely.
But she had not.
Not only had she come empty-handed, she had also clashed with him, her nominal fellow disciple, and tried to teach him a lesson. When that failed, she complained to Ding Baisheng right in front of him, saying things she had no business saying.
If she thought such intentions could fool Ding Baisheng, who had lived for over nine hundred years, then pigs might fly.
Still, there was nothing surprising about it.
When the forest was large, all kinds of birds could be found within it.
A full barrel did not slosh, but a half-full one did. Some people gained the slightest achievement and could not wait to flaunt it before those they knew. It was far too common.
He could not even be bothered to comment.
Instead, he was more curious about what Ding Baisheng had been doing during his hurried three- or four-day trip.
So he deliberately changed the subject. "Brother