Bai Ze: "..."
Bai Ze silently looked at his master, recalling how this master of theirs, who possessed an aura of an Immortal, once taught them, "In cultivation, one must cultivate the heart; a cultivator must have integrity."
Ha ha, anyway, he couldn't find the word "integrity" in his master; "shameless" was much clearer.
Qingxuan was practically clinging to Bai Chuwei's thigh, his face wet with snot and tears, saying, "Thanks to Senior Bai's care, our Qingxuan Temple has developed rapidly in the past half a year, so the 'Gathering of Immortals' will take place at our temple."
Qingxuan, somewhat embarrassed, added, "But our Qingxuan Temple is rather poor..."
Bai Chuwei cut to the chase, "No money, won't lend, now scram."
They came to borrow money?
They didn't offer money to honor their ancestors but wanted to scam her instead? That was absolutely impossible.
