"You scatterbrained fool, did a donkey kick your head?"
A slap sent Xiang Jianren tumbling to the ground, and Master Lai Ling trembled with anger, pointing at Xiang Jianren and cursing loudly, "Our Maoshan lineage is already short on people, counting myself, we had only twenty-two before we set out."
"After entering Ancestor Fu's Sanctuary, a few more have died, and now we don't even have twenty people left. And yet, you still want my disciple to protect that irrelevant woman, do you want the Maoshan lineage to die out?"
"Master, she is the only one who can save Young Master Chen; she's our only glimmer of hope..."
Xiang Jianren scrambled to his feet and argued with conviction, "Young Master Chen is my friend; he's done nothing wrong. Our enemy is the Blood Talisman Lineage, and no matter what, I must save him!"
"Fine! Fine! So now you're talking back to me? Do you not see me as your master anymore?"