"I am ashamed. My disciple was blinded by inner demons and has made a fool of himself before Brother Wen. I am about to take this wicked wretch back for punishment. If Brother Wen has no other business, we shall take our leave."
Ma Yu cupped his hands in a salute, his words clearly implying it was time for them to depart.
Zhao Yinkong said coldly, "Wait. Just facing a wall in repentance? Isn't punishment like that far too light?"
"Indeed. Could it be that the Quanzhen Sect intends to shield its own disciple?"
Zhan Lan drew the Shattered Dream Blade, flicking her fingertips against the blade's edge.
On this issue, centuries of so-called British experience, their alleged pride, and all their current strength proved entirely useless.
Deng Hai had previously assumed that his new boss had used some sort of method—such as a special talent or skill—to control these bizarre activities, much like the Angel Foundation had always strived to do.
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