"ALRIGHT, I AM not an unreasonable person. I hope you'll give me an explanation, a valid one," Yang Lujia said, sighing, as he stared around the hall that was filled with cracks. "Wait a minute. I'll fix this hall first and put some restrictions so others wouldn't be able to hear whatever we are going to talk about."
"…"
Xia Jieke sat on the throne-like chair and looked at Yang Lujia speechlessly.
With that, rules of time and space swirled in the air as the cracks from the walls, the floor, the ceiling, and everything in the hall that was broken, gradually turned back to their previous appearance.
THUMP! THUMP!
When Xia Jieke saw what he did, his heart was almost knocked out of his chest.
"There," Yang Lujia said, seemingly satisfied with what he did.
Xia Jieke, as a Saint, naturally knew what just transpired in front of him.
Those were rules!