"Hmph! Ignorant."
Before the lady in purple could speak, an angry rebuke rose from the proud crowd congregating along the corridor.
"Senior Rongxue kindly cares for you all, afraid that you would lose your lives in a gang fight. She has specially invited you to the Dancing Snowflakes Pavilion for temporary refuge, yet you show no gratitude?"
"Oh.... so that's the case."
With an elongated tone, Qing Yuan pretended to realize something. Then the topic switched subtly, his seeming sincerity cloaked a gentle rejection.
"In that case, I would ask the fairies here to convey our gratitude to Senior Rongxue. We do not reject her goodwill out of ignorance. Rather, it's out of respect for the distinction between men and women. The Dancing Snowflakes Pavilion is not a place for us to prolong our stay. My comrade and I will respectfully take our leave, not causing further distraction from your cultivation."
"We bid you farewell."