Zhang Leiting felt somewhat ashamed. His relationship with Ye Ning was decent, but at this moment, he hesitated, utterly incomparable to the ancestor.
"In times of chaos, Daoist priests descend the mountain to save the world, while Buddhist monks lock their doors to avoid disaster. Are you planning to act like those bald donkeys?" the Old Celestial Master roared angrily.
Zhang Leiting’s face turned slightly pale, and he hurriedly shook his head.
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