Ji Yongfang's tears only subsided after a long time had passed. He pointed at An Lin and roared with rage. "An Lin! You were definitely behind this, what did you do to me?!"
"Enough!"
A thunderous yell cut off Ji Yongfang's accusations.
"Have you not made enough of a fool out of yourself?" A middle-aged man glowered with rage.
Ji Yongfang stared blankly at the middle-aged man as a tear trickled down his face, making him look extremely pitiful. "Father, why…"
Elder Ji had been thoroughly embarrassed by Ji Yongfang, and if it wasn't for the fact that he hadn't yet had his chance at earning the approval of the holy flame, he would've dragged him from the plaza already.
"This has nothing to do with An Lin, perhaps… perhaps you really were too sad for his misfortune…" Elder Ji sighed with resignation.
Ji Yongfang's expression faltered at his words before grief welled up in his heart, and he began crying again.
