"It's my own opinion."

Feng Ling's face turned somewhat pale, but she still suppressed her anger and said:

"Patriarch Qian, I admit my visit today was somewhat abrupt, but if my fiancée weren't in imminent danger and the situation weren't so urgent, I certainly wouldn't have been so presumptuous. Please forgive me, Patriarch Qian..."

"Perhaps my father had some grudge against the Chi family, but I didn't, and neither did my fiancée, the saint of the Waka family..."

The previous sentence was fine, but after the next sentence, Old Master Qian immediately spoke up:

"Please leave!"

The voice was somewhat stern. Fengling opened her mouth, wondering how he could possibly go back like that.

He gritted his teeth, wanting to say something threatening to Qian Shuo...

But he still held back!

This is the Sen family, the home of his deceased mother; he cannot say such things.

Seeing the expression on Fengling's face, everyone sensed that something was wrong.

Feng Ling took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

“If Patriarch Qian does not agree, then I will not leave here until you agree.”

To Qian Lingyu's mother's surprise, she hadn't expected Feng Ling to be able to tolerate it.

The head of the Qian family shook his head, slowly stood up, and left without saying a word.

The people in the main hall were a little confused. Had he really left?

What about us?

Some people didn't dare to stay any longer; what if the wind chime suddenly went berserk and killed them all? They quickly made their escape.

Some people were so curious that they stayed to look at the wind chimes more.

Before leaving, Qian Lingyu's mother glanced at the wind chimes with great interest.