Wang Ping raised his eyelids, his gaze fixed on Fire Box. But his hands never stopped preparing the tea, nor did he show any intention of speaking. He simply waited for what came next.
Fire Box met Wang Ping's gaze for barely two breaths before looking away, toward the stove. His presence was completely crushed by Wang Ping's casual confidence. He then spoke quickly, "The Sun Sect's doctrine is similar to that of Lingshan Temple; they tend to keep to themselves. We don't know who's egging them on, but someone convinced them that Xiao Shan Lord's promotion will disrupt the continent's spiritual balance and prevent the Sun Sect from continuing its Pure Cultivation."
He glanced up at Wang Ping again, quickly looking away before their eyes could meet. "Those charlatans from the Sun Sect hate nothing more than having their Pure Cultivation disturbed. The reason they split from the True Yang Sect in the first place was that some of its members were constantly bothering them."
