Zhiwei nodded forcefully and turned to leave with Chen Tang.
Xu Tong said lightly, "I see the two of you are not this girl's relatives; you aren't qualified to make decisions for her, are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the disciple of the Profound Celestial Temple, who had been standing beside him, flashed and blocked the entrance of the hall.
"What's the meaning of this?"
Qingmu's expression turned cold, and she scolded, "In broad daylight, is the Profound Celestial Temple going to abduct someone?"
"You're exaggerating."
Xu Tong said, "You are not related to her, so you are not qualified to make decisions for her."
Before the two could reply, Zhiwei couldn't stand it anymore.
Just hearing this Daoist child belittle Chen Tang as an ordinary person, filled with disdain in his words, she already disliked him.
Now she liked him even less.
Zhiwei said, "They are my benefactors; they are my family. Even if I were to decide myself, I wouldn't cultivate with you!"
