Right now Yuchi looked just like a little girl who'd been wronged to death, sobbing and sniffling, as if he'd finally pulled something off with great difficulty only for the other side to break their promise. You could say his heart was full of grief; even his voice carried a tragic edge when he spoke.
The old man, on the other hand, flew into a rage on the spot: "Brat, are you looking to die? You saying our Cloud Descending Sect are a bunch of scammers, is that it? You better take responsibility for those words! Are you slandering us? Or trying to use this to strong-arm our Cloud Descending Sect? Do you have zero sense of the law or what?!"
"Sense of the law" my ass. This biting-back act of yours is way too familiar. It's clearly you lot who didn't do your job, and somehow you just dump the blame straight on my head… Yuchi suddenly felt this was getting boring, so since that's how it was, he simply said bluntly:
"Alright, alright."
