Ji Beiwang indignantly looked at him. "But she…"
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Ji Lingfeng glared at him, visibly enraged.
Ji Beiwang reluctantly looked where the girl had disappeared. He clenched his fists and unwillingly lowered his head. "Patriarch, I didn't mean that."
Ji Lingfeng said indifferently, "That's good. Disperse!"
The people from the Punishment Hall looked at each other. All of them were silent like cicadas in winter. No one dared to go against his wishes, but they did not want to leave.
He Lin arrived at this moment. His heart suddenly constricted when he saw Ji Lingfeng confronting the people from the Punishment Hall. He quickly approached Ji Lingfeng and lowered his voice to say, "Patriarch, the people from the Bright Gate are here. They said they must see you."
"What are they doing here?" Ji Lingfeng asked impatiently. In a bad mood, his expression was extremely cold as he frowned.
