Everyone's faces turned grim upon hearing Xu Hao's words.
Xiao Ling remarked, "Hmph! Do none of you want to hand over your stakes anymore? That's downright shameless, you're about as shameless as Song Ji."
Song Ji's face immediately turned ashen with anger, wishing he could rush forward and give Xiao Ling a beating.
But Shu Yonglan shielded Xiao Ling, saying lightly, "Though our Cihang Jingzhai does not stir trouble, our people have always dared to speak and act. Naturally, we draw our swords against injustice, so I think what Xiao Ling said makes sense. Song Ji, if you have any grievances, take them out on me, and don't bully this little girl, Xiao Ling, using your seniority."
Song Ji hastily said, "Hehe, Yonglan, what are you thinking? Xiao Ling is your disciple, so she's my disciple too. How could I bully her? I love her too much!"
"Humph!"
Shu Yonglan snorted coldly and refrained from saying anything further to provoke Song Ji.
