Chapter 973: Chapter 973: Anything More to Say
Uncle Pei Jiu was furious when he heard what Jiangli said.
They were all smart people, how could they not hear that although Jiangli’s words sounded nice, she was clearly playing them!
Uncle Pei Jiu was so upset that he nearly acted on impulse if it weren’t for Jiangli’s young age.
Seeing the anger in Uncle Pei Jiu’s eyes, Jiangli raised an eyebrow, unafraid, “What, do you need me to see you out?”
Uncle Pei Jiu choked.
Seeing that he seemed to want to say something, Master Qu Lin spoke up before him and stood up, “It seems, Abbot still has your own considerations, but we truly and sincerely wish to invite Jiaoyang Temple to rejoin the Xuanmen records. We hope the Abbot will reconsider. If the Abbot truly desires the position of president, as long as Jiaoyang Temple is willing to rejoin the Xuanmen, I’m willing to hand over the presidency to you.”
Jiangli narrowed her eyes slightly, truly unable to understand what Master Qu Lin meant by this.
She couldn’t comprehend why Master Qu Lin was humbling himself so much.
Obviously, she didn’t want the presidency; she just wanted them to give up the idea.
With Master Qu Lin saying this, it made her seem greedy, while the Xuanmen Association appeared to be enduring humiliation.
When Master Qu Lin said these words, he had an earnest expression, as if Jiangli was being petty.
She suddenly found Master Qu Lin a bit amusing.
“Then I’ll consider it for a few more days,” Jiangli said with a slight smile.
Master Qu Lin’s face displayed a hint of a smile, “Qu Lin will quietly await the good news from the Abbot, but I hope the Abbot will decide soon.”
Jiangli raised an eyebrow, “And why is that?” Her intuition told her that Master Qu Lin’s words held deeper meaning.
Upon hearing this, Master Qu Lin looked up at the window behind Jiangli, sighed softly, “In a few more days, the Xuanmen Association may not be so peaceful. I hope the Abbot can make a decision before that day; it would benefit both Jiaoyang Temple and our Xuanmen Association.”
Uncle Pei Jiu’s expression darkened, his brows furrowing and then relaxing, as if he suddenly realized something, unusually refraining from arguing further with Master Qu Lin.
Jiangli heard this, her eyes darkening slightly.
Soon after, she gave a small smile, “Alright, then I won’t see you out.”
Master Qu Lin looked at Jiangli, bowed slightly, said nothing more, and turned to walk out slowly.
Uncle Pei Jiu had long been reluctant to stay, and immediately followed when he saw this.
Only Bai Changfeng did not leave immediately.
Jiangli looked at him, “What is it, Mr. Bai, do you have something else to say?”
Bai Changfeng looked at Jiangli, also somewhat puzzled, “Actually if Jiaoyang Temple were to join the Xuanmen Association, it would truly be beneficial. Why does the Abbot refuse?”
Jiangli retorted, “Why should I agree?”
Bai Changfeng was at a loss for words.
Jiangli continued calmly, “Back then, when Jiaoyang Temple was expelled from the Xuanmen Association, it was a disgrace. If we go back now, wouldn’t it be even more humiliating? People would think our Jiaoyang Temple is spineless, allowing ourselves to be ordered around.”
Bai Changfeng paused, understanding that Jiangli still held a grudge about Jiaoyang Temple’s expulsion from the Xuanmen Association.
Jiangli had pride, and the capital for that pride.
Bai Changfeng had nothing to say, bowed slightly, “Farewell.”
With that, he turned to leave.
Jiangli watched them go, lazily got up, and lay down on the rocking chair by the window to sleep.
Before long, Xia Xin and Fu’er sneaked in like thieves, quietly.
But Jiangli still heard them.
“Of all things, you like being sneaky?”
Xia Xin and Fu’er thought Jiangli was asleep, seeing her with closed eyes.
Hearing Jiangli’s voice, they both coughed and straightened up.
Xia Xin scratched his face and chuckled, “Ancestor, you’re not asleep?”