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In theory, the most senior disciple should be responsible for speaking on behalf of the sect team in this kind of occasion. For example, the most senior disciple in the team now should be Liu Xing, who became a direct disciple the earliest and is the oldest among the six. More importantly, he has the highest level of cultivation.

So, the other five people naturally turned their eyes to him, and Xia Zixuan also followed their gaze.

But this Liu Xing is not that Liu Xing. Luo Yiyi noticed that everyone's gazes were also inexplicable. She raised her eyelids and glanced at Xia Zixuan who was waiting for a response. She didn't know what to answer, so she just replied with a word casually.

"Oh."

The scene was mysteriously silent. When the onlookers heard the name of Taiyi Sect, they knew that this was a matter between immortal sects. Since ancient times, people have never fought with immortals. The onlookers quickly dispersed, but they all hid in the corners to watch, hoping to see a fight between immortals that only happened in storybooks.

The gazes of their companions towards Luo Yiyi became indescribable. They all thought at the same time that a person like Liu Xing had not been killed yet, which showed that the divination technique of Tianji Peak was really powerful.

The people from Taiyi Sect were angry at Luo Yiyi's attitude, thinking that he was looking down on them. They wanted to step forward to speak but were stopped by Xia Zixuan. They were reluctant but could only shut up. This was enough to show that Xia Zixuan's status in Taiyi Sect was not low, and he also occupied a leading position among the younger generation of disciples.

Xia Zixuan looked like the one in charge. Although he was displeased by Luo Yiyi's rudeness, he did not show it at all.

"Where are you from, fellow Taoists?"

"Tianyan Sect."

Then there was another strange silence. Xia Zixuan felt that this conversation could not go on at all. Are the people of Tianyan Sect so difficult to deal with? No wonder the seniors in the sect always gnashed their teeth when they mentioned the other party.

He could only look at the other people. When he saw Qi Gui, his eyes were obviously stunned, and then he looked away as if nothing had happened. It was obvious that he was well-educated.

In the end, Ding Yurou stepped forward, introduced the situation in a gentle voice, and recounted the events in a very objective manner.

After understanding what happened, several people from Taiyi Sect looked at Luo Yiyi with contempt, thinking that it was too beneath his status to quibble with a little girl.

The girl stopped crying, ran to Xia Zixuan, grabbed his arm tightly, and complained aggrievedly.

"Brother Xia, I really like this green feather butterfly hairpin. My two elder sisters clearly agreed to give it to me, but I didn't expect him to..."

Xia Zixuan touched her head gently and spoke politely to Ding Yurou and the others.

"This is my junior sister Su Qiaoqiao. She has been pampered by our senior brothers and sisters since she was a child. If I have offended you in any way, I hope you two girls will forgive me."

Ding Yurou quickly said that she didn't mind. Nangong Xue didn't answer but nodded.

Then Xia Zixuan turned his gaze to Luo Yiyi: "Brother Liu, my junior sister's arrogance may have made you unhappy. I apologize to you on her behalf. Can you please be kind enough not to argue with my junior sister and return her hairpin?"

"her?"

Luo Yiyi shifted her gaze from the butterfly's green wings and looked at Xia Zixuan, speaking with confusion.

"This hairpin is obviously mine, why do you say it's hers?"

Xia Zixuan couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Junior sister paid the money first, the hairpin should be hers."

"So, since my junior sister liked the hairpin, it should belong to her."

"Your junior sister has agreed to give up the hairpin."

Hearing this, Luo Yiyi turned around and asked Ding Yurou and Nangong Xue: "Do you like this hairpin?"

Nangong Xue answered directly: "I like it."

Ding Yurou didn't hold back and said bluntly, "I like it."

Luo Yiyi turned around and continued to ask: "Since it's something you like, why would you give it to someone else?"

The two were stunned for a moment and looked at each other. Ding Yurou was too embarrassed to speak, so Nangong Xue spoke for her.

"She's just a little girl, and it's just an ordinary hairpin. We don't want to make a fuss about it, so as to avoid any more trouble."

Luo Yiyi stared at Nangong Xue: "Nangong Xue, what path are you practicing?"

Although Nangong Xue was puzzled, she answered subconsciously: "It is the way of the sword."

"I don't know what your Dao heart is, but the Dao of Sword is nothing more than using the sword in your hand to fight for the world."

Nangong Xue was stunned. Xia Zixuan's eyes became complicated when he looked at Luo Yiyi. Qi Gui frowned slightly, always feeling that Liu Xing gave him a very contradictory feeling.

No matter what others said, Luo Yiyi continued talking to herself.

"What do you mean by fighting? It means that you must hold firmly to what belongs to you and never give it to others. Now, if you are willing to give up even this small hairpin, how can you be worthy of the sword in your hand? How can you fight for your life against the heavens?"

Nangong Xue's confused eyes gradually became clear. She raised the sword in her hand and looked at it for a long time. A smile of understanding appeared on her face, and she saluted Luo Yiyi respectfully.

"Nangong thanks you for your teachings, Senior Brother."

Then, she turned around and spoke to Xia Zixuan and Su Qiaoqiao with the proudest smile.

"We were the first to see this hairpin, and we also agreed with the stall owner first, so I won't give it up."

"you……"

Su Qiaoqiao was about to say something angry but was interrupted by Xia Zixuan. He looked at Luo Yiyi meaningfully and refreshed his opinion of him in his mind, thinking that this man might be a hidden master.

"Xia also feels that what Brother Liu said is very true. I have gained a lot this time. In order to thank Brother Liu for his advice, we will leave this hairpin alone. I hope that fellow Taoists will not take today's small dispute to heart. We have something to do, so we will take our leave first. We will meet again another day if we are lucky enough."

After the conversation ended, the two sides bowed to each other, and Xia Zixuan turned around and left with the angry Su Qiaoqiao and other disciples without any hesitation, which showed that he was a man who could judge the situation well.

After the group of people on the opposite side left, the way the others looked at Luo Yiyi changed again, and this time they looked at her with great admiration.

No matter what, when facing Taiyi Sect, the arrogance and contempt displayed by Luo Yiyi really brought glory to Tianyan Sect. Just for this reason, others believed that they could not do it.

Luo Yiyi didn't care about what others thought. She just walked forward and threw the green feather butterfly hairpin to Ding Yurou when she passed by her.

Looking at the hairpin lying in her palm, Ding Yurou wondered: "Senior Brother Liu?"

Luo Yiyi did not stop and look back, but just said casually: "This is for you."

Ding Yurou and Nangong Xue looked at each other and laughed out loud at the same time, leaving the other three people beside them puzzled.

Cao Jun, who had been watching the show, sighed: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother Liu, who usually looks unserious, would be so reliable at the critical moment."

Zheng Huaian sneered at his naivety: "Do you think someone as simple-minded as you can become a direct disciple?"

Cao Jun glared at him fiercely, then turned to look at Qi Gui who had been silently staring at Luo Yiyi's back.

"Hey? Qi Gui, why haven't you said anything since just now? Could it be that... you are mesmerized by Senior Brother Liu's heroic demeanor when confronting others?"

Looking at Cao Jun's malicious smile, Qi Gui shook his head helplessly.

"How is that possible? It's just that he gives me a strange yet familiar feeling."

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