Sect Disciple

The moment Liu Xi finished saying this to the sect disciples, everyone's reactions turned strange.

"Why do it this way? We don't remember doing anything wrong. Aren't you being a little too absolute?"

"Exactly! Why should we leave? How about we go prove ourselves and show you the results?"

In the end, they were still unwilling to give up such excellent benefits.

"How many chances have I given you? What have you been doing? Do I still need to spell it out for you? Or do you think you're so capable that you don't need to care?"

He could not even be bothered to drag out all the things they had done before and recount them, because it was simply too embarrassing.

But since it had come to this, there seemed to be no point in keeping silent any longer.

"If you insist on putting it that way, there's nothing we can do. But we won't admit to things we never did. Senior Disciple Brother's bad attitude is his problem—what does it have to do with us?"

"Exactly. Senior Disciple Brother's bad attitude is his own business."

They had always thought Liu Xi was treating them this way because of Zhou Qinglan.

Liu Xi saw that they were truly stubborn beyond redemption, and far too full of themselves.

"How many chances have I given you? There were never any other issues, either. And yet, what about you? You think I'm favoring him, but even if I am, what's wrong with that?"

Zhou Qinglan was capable, handled matters properly, and had never brought him shame.

Even when he worked with the Demon Suppression Division and got along well with Lin Feng and the others, it only showed that he was sensible. Compared to these people—

It was like heaven and earth,