When Xu Qingtong heard about sparring with the Azure Sea Gate, his interest was immediately piqued, and he hurriedly asked, "What was the outcome?"
Du Siwen said, "The Azure Sea Gate's disciples were soundly thrashed by our peak's disciples. Unwilling to accept it, they called in higher-level disciples from their sect and beat up our disciples, seriously injuring two."
"And then?"
"Then I went to Mu Shaoping, the Azure Sea Gate's current sect master, and demanded an explanation. Who knew that Mu Shaoping would actually say that when low-level disciples sparred, injuries were sometimes unavoidable if their skills fell short!" The more Du Siwen spoke, the angrier she became, her willow-leaf brows furrowing.
As Xu Qingtong listened, a layer of frost gradually settled over his face. He said coldly, "This Azure Sea Gate really doesn't know what's good for it! Master looked after them, yet they dare bully us like this! Does a tiger that hasn't shown its might really get taken for a sickly cat?"
With that, Xu Qingtong rose and headed out of the cave abode.
"Little Junior Brother, where are you going?" Du Siwen chased after him and hurriedly asked.
"I'm going to meet this Mu Shaoping!" Xu Qingtong said.
Du Siwen quickly caught hold of him. "Mu Shaoping is Mu Ze's nephew. He inherited all of Mu Ze's teachings and is a genuine foundation establishment late stage cultivator. Little Junior Brother, you must think twice!"
Xu Qingtong said, "Is the foundation establishment late stage so formidable? I wasn't afraid of the foundation establishment late stage even when I was at the foundation establishment early stage, let alone now that I've reached the foundation establishment middle stage!"
"Then I'm going with you!" Du Siwen said.
"Senior Sister, don't worry. I'll be fine!" Xu Qingtong said with a