Ming Shu walked out of the gate and stood on the white jade stairs. Immortal mist curled upward from her legs.
There were many people standing outside. The adults had brought little children that were badly battered.
When Ming Shu come out, the people still paid their respects even though they were angry.
"Master Immortal Yin Zheng."
Ming Shu looked up at the sky. "The golden bird didn't enter the wrong gate today. Why did you all come here in a group?"
Everyone, "…"
Don't you know why we come here?
However, they remembered that the little boss from Peng Lai didn't have much of a relationship with this master immortal. They calmed down and said nicely, "Master Immortal Yin Zheng, Yu Hui hit my son in school. Although it was just a small fight between children, he hit him too hard. Look at his face. You must help us."
"Please help us, Master Immortal Yin Zheng."
"Please help us, Master Immortal Yin Zheng."
