Mianmian thought Ling Xiao was a big fool.
It was the villagers who had attacked Su Ji first, and Su Ji was merely fighting back. How come this old man, Daoist Ling Xiao, spoke as if Su Ji was in the wrong?
"Are you blind?" Mianmian directly asked Ling Xiao, "They hit Su Ji first, didn't you see that?"
Daoist Ling Xiao frowned, "What I mean is, he's a demon. Just a little push from him and he almost killed someone."
Mianmian was even more speechless.
"If you like these people so much and don't want them to get hurt, why didn't you catch them and protect them? You say you don't want people to kill, but you didn't do that at all. Are you doing this on purpose?"
Daoist Ling Xiao had never expected that one day, after living such a long life, he would be lectured by a little baby. And the worst part was that he had indeed let the villagers attack Su Ji intentionally, so he was really on the wrong side.