Xiao Bai's pupils contracted slightly, he shouted coldly:
"He's deceiving you!"
Sique's eyelids trembled, and he raised his voice:
"Mr. Lighthouse wouldn't deceive me! He said, a long time later he'll see me again, at that time I'll still be alive, I've become a super lazy bird!"
Xiao Bai snatched the Purple-Gold Feather Pen that Sique was about to write with, snapped it in half with a "click":
"He deceived you! Deceived you! You can't possibly endure, you're a Magpie, Magpies live at most only twenty years!"
The cruel words pierced like a bloody sharp blade.
Xiao Bai, indifferent for millennia, finally lost the composure of an Immortal. Hui Bai has already left, she doesn't want to see Sique pass away anytime soon.
If she'd known earlier, she wouldn't have taken a student, or become a master. She remains the frost and snow that never melts atop the Divine Mountain, not someone who hesitates over a bet, or wavers for a piece of candy like a mortal!
