Xia Xin's face turned bright red upon hearing this.
Qing Yue laughed, "As expected of the Abbot's disciples, they are just like the Abbot, incredibly powerful and wealthy. Using so many Suppressing Evil Talismans right off the bat, I hardly need to lift a finger. Jiaoyang Temple truly is remarkable."
Jiangli gave a smile that didn't reach her eyes, "Thank you for the compliment. I also think our Jiaoyang Temple is quite good, certainly better than some wild foxes."
Qing Yue: "..."
Was there a need to get so worked up just from talking?
Jiangli stopped looking at Qing Yue and turned her attention to Xia Xin.
Xia Xin, feeling guilty and inadequate, immediately shrank his neck and obediently said, "Ancestor, I—I was wrong..."
Jiangli silently reminded herself to preserve Jiaoyang Temple's reputation in front of outsiders.
Suppressing her annoyance, she didn't lash out at Xia Xin directly. Instead, she swiftly pulled out a talisman, whoosh, and collected Xiu Shu and Nai Lan.
