Lou Zhitu was shaking.
He was completely infuriated: "Ji Changsheng, you're trying to frame me."
Ji Changsheng found this strange: "As a disciple of the Holy Sect, what's wrong with framing you? Or should we just sit and talk over tea instead?"
Lou Zhitu was shaking with anger: "This is absurd, have you no respect for reason?"
Ji Changsheng became even more puzzled: "If I wanted to be reasonable, I would have stayed in the Mystic Temple. Why bother joining the Holy Sect? If I needed reason before joining the Holy Sect and after joining the Holy Sect, why did I join the Holy Sect in the first place?"
Ji Changsheng sighed, looking towards Lou Zhitu who was utterly baffled.
This poor kid, he was clearly used to bullying others, but he had never been bullied himself.
As a most helpful person, Ji Changsheng of course wanted to enhance Lou Zhitu's life experience.