Meeting his junior brother's innocent gaze, which carried a hint of desperation, Jieyin glared at him, frustrated that he wasn't living up to his potential.
"What are you afraid of? So what if the Dao Ancestor can hear us? If he's being unfair, does that mean we're not allowed to say so?"
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother... You're tired, right? You must be tired!"
Zhunti could hardly focus on cultivating now. He hurriedly stood up from the lotus platform, about to stop Jieyin, who was still venting his indignation, when a familiar laugh rang in his ears.
"Fellow Daoist Jieyin, you're absolutely right. I think so too!"
Sect Leader Tongtian had barged into their sanctuary alone. Seeing Jieyin and Zhunti standing before him as if facing a formidable enemy, he cheerfully waved a hand.
"Fellow Daoists, don't be nervous. I heard Fellow Daoist Jieyin's complaints, so I came especially to have a few drinks with him!"
As he spoke, Sect Leader Tongtian winked at Jieyin and teased him with a mischievous grin:
"Fellow Daoist Jieyin, don't just covet my worthless scraps of metal. Taishang and Fellow Daoist Yuanshi have far more treasures than I do!"
"Hmph!"
Jieyin came back to his senses, his face darkening as he snorted. "Tongtian, enough with the small talk. What exactly do you want?"
"Tsk, Fellow Daoist Jieyin, that's not very nice of you!"
Tongtian shook his head. His smile remained, but his tone turned cold.
"I came here in good faith to share a few drinks with you, and you won't even do me this courtesy? You're going to upset me!"
"You?!"
Jieyin glanced at the Four Immortal Slaying Swords floating beside Sect Leader Tongtian and was about to say something, but Zhunti pulled him back.
"Fellow Daoist, don't act rashly!"
"Since Fellow Daoist Tongtian