Bi Tiexin's face became darker when he heard Yi Lin's answer.

How do you really think I'm praising you???

On the ground, his delicate body was shaking slightly, with a promising gift from his disciples.

"Xiaoman, get up. Come and see your good senior brother who has not seen his head but not his tail. He may not be able to meet him in a year."

Xiaoman...Xia Xiaoman?

Yi Lin ignored what Bi Tiexin said with resentment, but instead the name he said evoked Yi Lin's memories.

Xia Xiaoman also gritted her teeth and stood up.

She suddenly remembered her poor hair.

Although Xia Xiaoman had just joined the mail and had just become a disciple, Xia Xiaoman turned his head to look at Yi Lin's expression, which was exactly the same as Bi Tiexin.

They are all gritting teeth.

"Damn Lin Yi..."

Xia Xiaoman muttered in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Yi Lin narrowed his eyes and stepped forward: "Don't forget where this place is, the precepts hall, the place where the door rules are cleared. What did you call me just now? Come first and then arrive to distinguish the generations, but the rules are for sure on the inside of the door."

Xia Xiaoman: “…”

Yi Lin kindly reminded: "I called it wrong, I'm afraid I'm not going to return to the servitude squad."

Xia Xiaoman lowered her head, her delicate body trembled. I don’t know if it was afraid, hatred or angry, but she whispered: “The registered disciple Xia Xiaoman…has seen his senior brother.”

The word "Senior Brother" is particularly awake and echoes quietly in the hall.
Chapter completed!