As soon as she finished speaking, a slender, handsome man appeared out of thin air in front of them.

"Greetings, Hall Master Li!"

The man in black was the same as before, except that his expression was somewhat unnatural.

"You bastard, how dare you follow me!"

"Master Lin, don't make false accusations."

A smile played on Li Changfeng's lips, but his eyes remained completely expressionless.

"I just happened to arrive a step later than you; I have no time or inclination to follow you."

"What did you say?!"

"alright--"

Another somewhat aged voice appeared, followed by a hunched figure in the air.

"Um?"

Upon seeing this figure, not only the men in black, but even Lin Youyou was somewhat surprised.

"Rong Yuan, you actually came too?"

"Ha ha ha ha…..…"

The old man's dry, hoarse laughter was so piercing it hurt the eardrums.

"We can't let only your Prisoner Wind Hall and Heavenly Poppy Hall steal the spotlight. My Soul Forging Hall will also join in the fun. Are you two alright?"

"It's alright, of course it's alright."

Li Changfeng chuckled.

"Hmph, you just sent in a few low-class bastards to fill the ranks, what are they doing here?"

Lin Youyou didn't give him any face and started criticizing him directly.

"And Li Changfeng."

She then looked at Li Changfeng, the leader of the Tianying Hall, and pointed at Leng Chan.

"Is this how you discipline your subordinates?"

"Unauthorized trespassing on Si Yiqi's tomb—is this a blatant violation of the rules of this sect?"

"Haha, Master Lin, please calm down."

Li Changfeng's expression remained unchanged.

He turned to look at Leng Chan, and when she felt his gaze on her, Leng Chan couldn't help but shiver.

“This man is indeed my subordinate, but trespassing into the tomb was not on my orders.”

"Since this violates the rules of this pavilion, then punish him according to the rules."

As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Chan looked up abruptly, her eyes filled with disbelief.