Teaching Senior Disciple Sister a Lesson

Hearing the so-called Third Senior Disciple Sister speak in such a strange, mocking tone, Zhang Xiaohua felt annoyed. He shot her a sidelong glance and was about to speak when Zhang Ping'er hurriedly said, "Senior Sister, listen to yourself. Junior Brother Ren found the Guiyuan Grass and gave such a precious herb to me for nothing, which cured Master's injuries and illness. Tell me, if I did not repay him, would I not be worse than pigs and dogs? You knew about this matter too, so how could you say something so grating today?"

"Who knows whether that Guiyuan Grass was found by this Junior Brother Ren of yours, or by you yourself? To let an ordinary disciple you know well leap over the Dragon Gate in a single bound and become an inner sect disciple—what a move. Tsk, tsk, even I, as your senior sister, am envious!"

"Senior Sister..." Zhang Ping'er glanced at Zhang Xiaohua beside her, looking quite troubled as she said reproachfully.

"You still know that I am your senior sister?" Third Senior Disciple Sister sneered. "Then why do you refuse to listen to what I say?"

As soon as Third Senior Disciple Sister finished speaking, a burst of clapping rang out. Zhang Ping'er and Third Senior Disciple Sister froze, then turned to look. It was Zhang Xiaohua, raising both hands in applause.

"You scoundrel, what place is there here for you to speak? Stand to one side. This Senior Sister is in a bad mood today; I'll deal with you later!" Third Senior Disciple Sister sneered.

"What killing intent, what grandeur. But..." Zhang Xiaohua praised her twice, then patted the protruding horn of Four Unlike Huanhuan beside him. "What a pity. You were born with such a fine face, yet you are an idiot—not even as