"Two Senior Brothers, this token..." Xiao Hua played hard to get, raising his token slightly.
"Put it away!" The two cultivators no longer looked particularly cold, as though they truly feared that if Xiao Hua turned and left, they would offend some Yu Bing.
"Hmph! Feng Ying, come with this old man!" Yu Ping snorted, beckoned with his hand, and took the lead out of the small room.
"Yes, this disciple understands!" Xiao Hua hurriedly put away the token, cupped his hands toward the two cultivators, and quickly chased after him.
"This Senior Brother Yu Ping really is something else!" Once the two had left, the two cultivators sat down cross-legged. The one on the left complained, "What sort of cultivators had he brought before? Two Rogue Cultivators and one Qi Refining cultivator, all rat-faced and squirrel-eyed, looking almost like him. They did not meet the Sect Leader's requirements at all! What was wrong with us blocking them? Yet he acted as though he had no sense of self-restraint, even pushing the blame onto us. What is that supposed to mean? And what do Yu Bing and Yu Huo's affairs have to do with us?"
"Forget it, let him do as he pleases!" the other cultivator said coldly. "This Feng Ying does not seem to have anything wrong with him. Even if there were, so what? There are countless tens of thousands of cultivators participating in Turning Stone into Gold. Have you ever heard of anyone..."
"Hmph, he knows perfectly well that what we inspect is not their background. We only inspect a cultivator's cultivation and aptitude..." The first cultivator still refused to let it go. "He is deliberately using this to stir up trouble!"
"Hehe, perhaps not!" the other cultivator said blandly. "Yu Dong is someone Yu Bing favors.