Mr. Song's single mention of the term "profligate" instantly reduced the smile on the other party's face.
The young master in the purple-black brocade robe had not yet had a chance to respond.
Mei Shouyi then followed up softly,
"Boy, you'd better call your island's Island Master here, otherwise if this matter isn't resolved today and causes a conflict between Qingmu Academy and the Shui Clan, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the consequences."
Chen Er, the young master, froze. These words were just what the enforcer cultivator beside him had said to a few people earlier.
Now, the other party had directly returned them.
Was this Confucian practitioner so adept at innuendo?
He bowed his head and pondered for a moment. When he looked up again, his face instantly regained its radiant smile and he said,
