"What wife and daughter! Don't blame me for the work of someone else. How can you be mistaken about my own identity??"
Mo Yuxin felt a headache just by listening to all the absurd rumors about about her being discussed among all the disciples in the hongmen order but thinking that all this is the work of her dear old junior sister gave her her even more of a headache.
At this time, Bai Xuzhen couldn't help but again defend herself in a low voice,
"I... I had to do this, second sister. After yo went into seclusion, the burden of making money for the entire sect fell onto my poor and delicate little shoulders. Wuwuwuwu.... You also know that our sect has been getting more and more poor in the past hundred years and master was even about to sell her old scriptures for money..."