"yes!"

But Bai Hao was not happy about it.

"No, Sect Master, what am I responsible for...?"

He had barely opened his mouth when Su Yuewan's icy gaze was like a knife to his neck, as if she could kill him with just one more word.

"I mean, no problem..."

"That's good. Let's work together, and the Falling Sea Sect will surely achieve new glory in the near future!"

"Let's create new glories!"

"Let's create new glories!"

...

"Brother Bai, why are you so depressed? Isn't it a good thing that the sect leader entrusted you with an important task?" Only Bai Hao and Fan Ziming remained in the main hall.

"Let's put that aside for now, Fatty, I have a question for you." Bai Hao suddenly grabbed Fan Ziming's neck and said in a low, harsh voice,

"Last time, the two of us discussed the sect leader here. Did you secretly tell someone else afterwards?"

"No, Brother Bai, I swear! Absolutely not! How could I dare to tell anyone!"

"Really not?"

"I swear on God, it's true!"

"Okay, I trust you. You can do the rest of the work for me." Bai Hao released Fan Ziming.

“But this is what the sect leader said himself. I don’t care, but the sect leader and the Grand Elder are watching. How can I help you?” Fan Ziming said, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Hey, you're trying to intimidate me with the sect leader now. Don't worry, she doesn't know. She's either on Cloud Sea Peak or running around in my kitchen every day. When have you ever seen her anywhere else?"

“It seems so…”

"Alright, I know my limits. Just don't shirk the work I asked you to do."

"All right."

Fan Ziming felt wronged.

...