Xu Qing's face, which had always held a tinge of anger, slightly relaxed. Not far away, Xuan Yu, who had stood up for him, was tensed up, looking highly alert.
"This is a Galloping Immortal order that our Cat Immortal Hall has taken. Our Cat Immortal Hall will handle it with diligence. Fellow Daoist, there's no need to thank me." Xu Qing also felt the oppressive aura from the Python Immortal, but he didn't follow the other's lead and accept the good person label the other tried to impose on him.
It's hard to be a good person these days, and it's hard to be a good immortal too.
The White Immortal silently paused for a moment, then, accompanied by thick fog, disappeared into the forest.
Before leaving, a voice came that held no discernible emotion:
"I cultivate in the Hundred Herbs Cave of Moonlight Mountain. If you have free time in the future, Fellow Daoist, feel free to visit my White Immortal Hall as a guest."
The mountain wind blew, and the forest fog dissipated.
