"What is this?" Wei Dongliu returned to the back hall and placed the item in front of Jiang Lian.
"Ah, this," Jiang the Witch said nonchalantly, "I've heard about this. It seems to be just a lot of cultivators trying to interpret your thoughts, and then as the errors get passed along, they become more and more absurd until they turn into a collection of statements falsely attributed to you, haha."
So that's why it's become such a game of broken telephone... Wei Dongliu felt somewhat powerless, and his brow furrowed tightly.
Words he had never said were being falsely pinned on him, which was not exactly a fun situation.
"The roots of this issue can be traced back to speculations about the mechanism of the Dharma Transmission Hall," Jiang Lian continued to explain.