Yu Xiao glared at Zhao Li in exasperation. "All you know is how to play those little tricks of yours. You're too shortsighted."
Rebuked by his own Sect Master, Zhao Li sniffed. "This disciple was wrong."
His attitude in admitting fault was quite good.
"This disciple will send a message to Fellow Daoist One Leaf at once and tell him not to come," Zhao Li added.
"The invitation has already been sent. Can we still tell him not to come? Would that not make the disciples of Heavenly Evolution Sect people who go back on their word?"
"Fellow Daoist One Leaf is easy to get along with," Zhao Li said. "If I explain the reason to him, he should understand. Once this disturbance has passed, he can come quietly another time."
"No need. He has already arrived at the camp." Yu Xiao waved a hand. He had received word from a disciple earlier that Lu Yiye of the Crimson Blood Sect had arrived at the camp and been settled in.
"That's fine too. This disciple will go find him now." Zhao Li turned to leave as he spoke.
"Come back!" Yu Xiao barked.
At the same time, the little old man Bai Qian stuck out a foot and tripped him. Zhao Li failed to react in time and nearly took a tumble. He hurriedly turned around and stood properly.
"Disciples of Heavenly Evolution Sect must treat their words as water splashed upon the ground—once spoken, they cannot be taken back. No matter what, we cannot become people who break their promises. If Myriad Demon Ridge learns that the little fellow has come to our Main Sect, they will certainly target us. At worst, we abandon the camp."
"Sect Master..."
The severity in Yu Xiao's gaze softened somewhat. "I know you