"You… you're doing this on purpose!"
Lin Mu clenched his fist, stared fiercely at the Biluo Saintess, and said bitterly, "Brother Ling, except for slightly lower cultivation, ranked at the top in all other tests. On what grounds do you refuse him!"
"Refusal is refusal!"
Biluo Saintess shook her head, "Enough, Xiao Mu, you should leave now. I need to cultivate."
"You… you…"
Lin Mu was so angry that he almost punched his chest with his fists, but he knew his sister's decision was steadfast, and no amount of persuasion would change her mind.
"I'm so furious!"
Lin Mu glared intensely at Biluo Saintess before angrily flicking his sleeves and storming out.
Shortly after Lin Mu left, a short and skinny old man flipped down from the roof beam, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and exhaled with relief, "Phew, almost got caught by that brat in bed!"
