"Hey! What did she actually say? Just tell me already!" Li Xiaoya demanded, exasperated. He really couldn't stand this girl. Why did she have to be so long-winded?
"Uh! She said Xian'er was cultivating in seclusion and told you to go back!" The Willful Female Disciple pursed her lips and gave him a puzzled look.
"Huh? Sister Qingxia said that? How did she know? That's strange!" Li Xiaoya said doubtfully.
"What are you talking about? What's that supposed to mean?" the unruly female disciple asked curiously, plainly unaware of what was going on.
"It's none of your business!" Li Xiaoya said irritably, then held out his hand. "Give me back that ring. I'm leaving!" Failing to see Xian'er had left him in an inexplicably foul mood.
"It's just a lousy ring! Take it!"
"What do you mean, a lousy ring?! This is Patriarch Daoling's token! If you lost it, you couldn't afford to replace it." Li Xiaoya slipped the ring back on and said smugly, "Oh, right! What's your name, senior sister?"
"Hmph! Why should I tell you?" the Willful Female Disciple said crossly.
"Heh! I bet you're afraid I'll tell Patriarch Daoling how you made things difficult for me!" Li Xiaoya's eyes darted, and he chuckled.
"Hmph! Who's afraid? Who's afraid?!" The Willful Female Disciple planted her hands on her hips and declared with overbearing arrogance, "My name is Cai Liu'er! Go tell on me if you've got the guts! Who's afraid?"
"Hmph! Who's afraid? Who's afraid?!"
"My name is Cai Liu'er! Go tell on me if you've got the guts! Who's afraid?"
As Li Xiaoya flew on the Azure Wind Leaf, he mimicked Cai Liu'er's voice. Having learned vocal mimicry before, he sounded remarkably like her, but his face was glum as he said, "Isn't this Cai Liu'er