Ling Zhongtian's dwelling was currently filled with individuals; the top brass from North Town Hall and visitors from the Ling Family were present.
Two people had come from the Ling Family, a middle-aged man who bore a distinct resemblance to Ling Zhongtian and an old man with a long beard.
At that moment, all eyes were filled with worry as they watched Ling Zhongtian, who was sitting on the Jade Spirit Stone.
"How did he get so badly injured?" The middle-aged man clenched his fists tightly, unable to refrain from questioning the high-ranking members of the North Town Hall.
"The injury from the Heavenly Punishment is no small matter. It's quite fortunate that he didn't die instantly," an elder remarked with a sigh.
"Don't casually mention those two words. Zhongtian was too reckless," said the old man from the Ling family, eager to prevent the middle-aged man from pursuing the matter further.
