Ling Chou and Chu Ying weren't sure what Chi Xue and Po Tian had done earlier, but Ling Tian knew the truth: Chi Xue had given their disciples the idea. He found it utterly contemptible. Ordinarily, he wouldn't have cared much about such things, but he couldn't stand by and watch his disciples get "bullied." That was why he'd said those words—to provoke Chi Xue and Po Tian.
Seeing Chi Xue and Po Tian's faces darken further, Ling Tian said coldly, "I've never given Chou'er and the others pointers while they were fighting. In fact, I haven't said a word to them since they left to travel the outside world. I hope you two fellow cultivators will mind your conduct."
With that, Ling Tian strode away to continue protecting Ling Chou and Chu Ying.
Hearing Ling Tian's scornful words, Chi Xue and Po Tian's faces turned pale and then flushed. Po Tian was furious at Ling Tian's behavior, of course, but Chi Xue understood why Ling Tian had mocked them: they were in the wrong in this matter, leaving him no grounds to argue. After Chi Xue explained this to Po Tian, the fury left his face, replaced by shame and a rueful sigh.
"How much of what Ling Tian said about never giving Ling Chou and Chu Ying pointers do you believe?" Po Tian asked, changing the subject.
"It should be true. Ling Tian has no reason to lie about that," Chi Xue said. Then he looked in the direction Ling Tian had gone. "And he wouldn't stoop to lying about something like this. Besides, his disciples had the upper hand from start to finish, so he had no need to show up and give Ling Chou and Chu Ying any pointers."
"So those things Ling Tian said earlier