Red Yan Er hoped to see Ling Xiao commit suicide out of grief and guilt.
After all, this kind of thing wasn't unheard of. In the past, some disciples with poor psychological resilience felt hopeless after being criticized and eventually ended their own lives.
However, when she turned to look at Ling Xiao, what she saw instead was him grinning, holding a book he'd picked up from God knows where.
"This guy must be doing it on purpose!"
Red Yan Er was so mad her teeth itched.
"Oh wow, there's a lot of dog barking today."
Ling Xiao happened to look up right then, his face full of disdain, even using his pinky to dig in his ear: "So Eight Immortals Mountain raises this many dogs?"
"Bastard, who are you calling a dog?"
Ling Xiao's words were like poking a beehive, causing the Disciples of Red Immortal Mountain gathered around with Red Yan Er to explode in anger.
"You punk, if you're brave, don't apologize. We'll beat you to death!"
