"Master, look, Qing Qing is mocking me!" Qing Luan clung to Yun Hao's arm, pouting playfully.
"Xing Qing is right, you really lack ambition. Getting so excited over just a small sect like this? Don't forget you're no longer your old self; with me behind you now, your vision shouldn't be so limited as before!"
Yun Hao didn't buy Qing Luan's act, maintaining a stern expression as he lectured her quietly.
Upon hearing Yun Hao's words, Qing Luan felt a bit embarrassed, her face reddening as she lowered her head.
"You go and handle things here first. I'll be waiting outside the mountain gate with Xing Qing, and we can talk later!" Yun Hao said, pulling Xing Qing's hand and walking towards the gate.
Before leaving, Yun Hao didn't forget about Ye Wuya on the other side, casually sending some Immortal Yuan to dispose of the Palace Master who had been dominating Piaomiao Palace for years.
