When Daoist Jiu talked about having a sip of soup, he meant literally having a sip of soup, with no hidden meaning whatsoever.
"That's ancient history, why bring it up again?" Daoist Jiu waved his hand casually. "Demanding justice for my apprentice is what a master should do. Anyway, that's settled."
Xiao Yang glanced over at him, too weary to bicker further.
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