"Still so young!"
Hearing Cao Meng's hysterical low roar, a trace of mockery flashed in the Great Elder's eyes.
He deliberately opposed Cao Meng, aiming to make him lose his composure in front of Xiaobei.
And now he was directly upset, which really played into the Great Elder's hands.
Looking at him calmly, the Great Elder shrugged, "Do I need to explain? Don't you feel your temper is too short?"
Giving the pesky Great Elder a glance, Cao Meng clenched his fists tightly, "What does my short temper have to do with you?"
"It really has nothing to do with me, but it has to do with Master Xiaobei. With your temper, you're likely to upset Master Xiaobei, so naturally, I won't let you be his guide because that would affect Master Xiaobei's mood!"
"Nonsense, it's all nonsense!"
