The two arrived at the Divine Light Basilica. Sun Mingyue sat in the chair and stared quietly at her. "Du Ying, you still have to bring Zhao Dahe back here."
"Saint…" Du Ying said hastily.
Sun Mingyue waved her hand. "The rules are the rules."
"Didn't you tell Senior Brother Deng that you won't punish Junior Brother Zhao!?" Du Ying asked.
"I'm just messing with him," Sun Mingyue said. "Do you really think I won't punish Zhao Dahe just because of his words?"
"Senior Brother Deng wasn't inconvenienced greatly at all."
"Who says he wasn't?"
Du Ying looked at her suspiciously.
Sun Mingyue shook her head. "Zhao Dahe has gone overboard this time and injured Deng Datong's roots. Even if the latter has recovered, I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything for a long time."
Du Ying asked, "Are you serious?"