Do You Want Me to Scratch It for You?

Elder He wasn't a young naive man who couldn't tell right from wrong after being teased. There was obviously something fishy about this matter. Moreover, Yue Qingjie and the others from Flowing Clouds Sect had a grudge against Ling Chuxi. It was easy for Elder He to link these two matters together. Moreover, although Ling Chuxi's sarcastic words were unpleasant, they really hit the nail on the head. These young disciples were being unreasonably overreactive and hotheaded.

"But, Elder He, it's a fact that she was in Flowing Clouds Sect's forbidden area!!" Some of the young disciples voice their dissatisfaction.

Just as Elder He was about to say something, a strong voice came from Flying Cloud Valley. "She's right. Your brains are growing under your armpits. Do you need me to scratch them?" The voice sounded a little angry, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, making their eardrums ring.