"So this is why we have to kill him! In a few more years, it will be even more difficult to restrict him!"
Ling Weizi smiled, his brows furrowed as he looked below. "Long Ruo, calm down a little, do you want them to laugh at us..."
Everyone present looked over as they heard those words, only to see that on the left, Long Ruo's eyes were red and his body was trembling slightly. He held his sword in his hand, veins bursting out. Killing intent leaked out of his body, and could be felt by the entire hall.
At this moment, Long Ruo came to his senses, and gave an apologetic smile. "I am sorry, I was out of sorts! Our moment of retribution is about to arrive, and I didn't manage to suppress my emotions."
The people in the hall all laughed, even Ling Weizi smiled.
If he was in the shoes of Long Ruo, he would be behaving the same way. There was nothing worth mocking him about.
"My disciple is probably the same too."