The disciple's face turned red and white alternately, then after a long while, he sneered and glanced at Tian Lin and Brother Zhao:
"Who cares about having dinner with you? On the Life and Death Platform next month, we'll see if you're still laughing."
After he finished speaking, he kicked the chair and walked out of the Picket Fence Courtyard.
Seeing Xiao Hong about to chase after him, Brother Zhao quickly grabbed Xiao Hong's sleeve and said:
"Sister Xiao doesn't need to bother with him, none of us should bother each other—after all, there's a saying that's true, we do not know how many of us present will be able to laugh at the end on the Life and Death Platform next month."
Xiao Hong stopped chasing and sat back down, her face showing a mix of grievance and annoyance:
"At the beginning, there were only three of us, brother and sisters of Baihua Peak, and our relationship couldn't have been better. Now that there are more people, why is there no closeness at all?"
