"Wen Ling, you've been here for two or three years now, and you should know how I've treated you. Don't say I haven't given you a chance. You have the duration of one incense stick to calculate the accounts in this Jade Talisman. If you calculate it correctly, you will pass.
"If you can't, pack up your things and head back to the East Sea."
"Ah?"
Wen Ling pouted and quickly begged for mercy:
"Great Ancestor, I really can't do this calculation, let alone one incense stick's time, even an hour would be useless!
"If you really want to send me back, just say it outright. How could I, a mere disciple, dare to defy you?"
Li Dazhi glared at her, and Wen Ling bowed her head in resignation.
"Humph! You, ah!"
Li Dazhi sighed and said indifferently:
"However, considering that you've worked hard over these past two years, I can arrange another task for you.