"Duanmu pojun, what are you shouting for? Are you going to attack the juniors?"
Yan LAN glared at Duanmu pojun.
"Principal!"
Lu Ming suddenly shouted.
Yan LAN looked at Lu Ming.
The others also looked at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming cupped his fists and bowed to Yan LAN, " "Thank you for your help, Dean!"
Then, Lu Ming looked at Mu Lan and the rest."Senior Sister Mu Lan, Boulder, fengwu, you don't have to say anything. I already understand this."
Lu Ming smiled indifferently.
The sect leader's meaning was already very clear.
What he meant next was that he would definitely be expelled from the sect.
"It's still not enough!"
Lu Ming sighed in his heart.
Strength. It was all a matter of strength.
He was too weak. If he was so strong that he could surpass the Duanmu family, why would the sect leader of the mystical sword sect have such intentions? Why would he be punished?
