Seeing Qu Lin and those people from Sang Country talking and laughing, Xun Tianhai curled his lips, "In this kind of situation, only your master could endure it. Clearly, each of them is itching to harm the other, wishing to tear the opposite side into pieces, yet they have to pretend like everything is perfectly friendly. It's really hard for your master."
Bai Changfeng laughed at his words, "If you spend less time using your mouth and more time cultivating your patience, you would be able to bear it too."
Xun Tianhai immediately shook his head, "I can't manage that. If I like it, I like it; if I don't, I don't. If I could pretend, would I be standing here?"
Bai Changfeng teased, "If you aren't standing here, where do you want to stand?"
Xun Tianhai said, "Then I'd definitely be in the sky, floating high for all the world to see!"
Bai Changfeng chuckled, "I've noticed, old Xun, you're getting more cheeky by the day."
