With each name he called out, the atmosphere in the hall grew colder.
“I, Ji Mofan, trusted everyone and therefore made things convenient for you. Now it seems that I was wrong.” Ji Mofan closed the ledger, sighed, and closed his eyes.
It's his fault for being so shameless in his past life; he didn't care if others took advantage of him, as long as he suffered a loss and made up for it. It's just a resource, nothing serious.
They keep all the rules to themselves, but when it comes to others, they do whatever is convenient within the limits of the rules.
He was strict with himself but lenient with others.
"Since that's the case, let's thoroughly examine the old accounts." Ji Mofan waved the ledger in his hand.
"That's slander! When did we take those things from you?" One of the people who had been called out earlier couldn't help but speak up and argue with him.
"Junior Brother Wu, you took a thousand-year-old snow lotus from the storeroom two years ago to heal your Daoist partner. Do you think I've forgotten about it?" Ji Mofan was not intimidated by the other party's aura at all and still smiled indifferently.
"Want to deny it? No problem. As long as you explain clearly who treated your partner's injuries and how they were healed, I won't mind admitting my mistake to you."
"I...!" The disciple surnamed Wu was speechless for a moment.
"Elders, fellow disciples, I do not keep accounts not because I wish to show favoritism." Ji Mofan casually squinted, his cool gaze sweeping over everyone present. "It's because I have a good memory. I remember exactly when each of you took what."
"Now that we are handing over this ledger to someone else, we should naturally take stock of the gains and losses with everyone."
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