"If you do this… even if we disciples keep quiet about it, won't the Golden Core Ancestors like Qiqi harbor some resentment?"
After Liu Xun said so much at once, he lowered his head, waiting to be scolded. But Fang Qingyuan just patted his shoulder and said:
"No matter how difficult things are for us, it's nothing compared to what the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect is going through. For us, sending these supplies is like skipping an extra dish at a meal, while for them, it's a matter of having no food at all. How about this: just deduct the cost of the extra provisions from my own stipend."
"That's not what I meant. It's just… a sect must have its rules. If you act this way, it sets a precedent…"
"Alright, alright. Just this once. It's the Music Master's 420th birthday. I can't attend personally, so the gift should at least be generous. We can't have others looking down on the Music Master. He needs our support now more than ever."
