Yan Huailiu really didn't have the habit of talking to people while eating, so his tone was a little colder: "That's my apprentice, don't worry about him."

Baili Changheng took a half step back, lifted his robe and sat on the chair next to him.

"Oh, your disciples, you speak as if you really treat them as your disciples!"

Yan Huailiu looked at him expressionlessly.

Very good, this junior brother has good conversation skills and doesn’t spit when he speaks. We can still eat this dish after he leaves.

"Even if you don't care about them, you still have to consider the reputation of the Yuxu Sect. You have squandered all the good relationships that Master left behind. Do you still want people to continue to laugh at you?"

Yan Huailiu: Can you elaborate on this?

Baili Changhuan didn't even give him a chance to interrupt, like an emotionless NPC reciting words.

"I know you have a profound cultivation base and have been in the Spiritual Transformation Stage for many years. No one in the world of cultivation can rival you..."

Yan Huailiu: Oh wow, am I so awesome?

"But you alone cannot represent the entire Yuxu Sect. They may be concerned about your presence today and dare not disrespect the Yuxu Sect, but the world is unpredictable, and the path of cultivation is full of uncertainty."

"If something happens to you, considering the level of enemies you have made, how many sects do you think will let the Yuxu Sect go?"

"It's fine if you don't want to teach me, after all, you don't have the responsibility. But Xingyun and the others are your disciples, the only direct disciples of the Yuxu Sect, and their cultivation is not as good as those cooks in the dining hall! If this gets out, people will laugh at us!"

Baili Changhuan gritted his teeth, slammed the table, glared at Yan Huailiu and continued speaking.