The old beggar burst through the door, cackling as he casually tossed the Xueyuan into the grand hall, like throwing away a rag.
In an instant, everyone was stunned; Li Xiaobai and Ying Diao did not expect someone else to arrive, especially someone caught by the old beggar himself.
"Senior, what is this...?"
Ying Diao's eyes showed surprise.
"I was inspecting and cleaning the latrine when this fellow sneaked around suspiciously. Clearly, he was up to no good. We cultivators are righteous and just, so I caught him straight away!"
The old beggar carried himself with the air of a reclusive expert, hands clasped behind his back.
Monk Wuyan, who was beside him, saw what was happening and his face changed dramatically, his pupils constricted; among the four who stirred up trouble in the Buddha Country, here was Xiaolao Di!
"This is Xueyuan! Xueyuan has also come to Sword Sect; could it be for the same purpose?"
"Xiao Lao Di!"