"Venerable One?" After suppressing the female ghost on his body, Yang Xiao countered.
"No, today's incident was a misunderstanding. Let's not dwell on it any longer," Venerable Jile's tone eased, persuading gently, "You know, you are the sworn enemy of the Wounded Door, and we from the Xiu Sect have also been at odds with them for a long time. The enemy of our enemy should be our friend, so we should be friends."
"No more fighting?" Yang Xiao put away his lantern and picked up a kitchen knife.
"No more fighting. Continuing would only lead to mutual destruction," Venerable Jile said, showing a kind smile, skillfully saving face for himself.
"Fine, but I still liked your untamed attitude in the beginning," Yang Xiao jutted his chin forward. "If you want reconciliation, first remove the female ghost from me, then sever an arm and a leg as an apology, and I'll spare your life."