As for Lin Qiye, he was merely an expensive ornament in their eyes. Other than giving him a few more glances, they didn't take him seriously.
"What a bunch of cocky guys! How could they be so arrogant in Master's house!"
Wan Meng looked at the casual group and gritted her teeth in anger.
Lin Qiye smiled and walked over to the Zhao Sisters.
"Your sister's injuries have yet to recover. Take her to rest first. Leave the matters here to me."
Looking at Lin Qiye, Zhao Yu suddenly felt that the young man was even more imposing than Hall Master Qi, who was ten feet tall.
Just as she was about to say something, Lin Qiye's voice sounded again.
"Wan Meng, take them to the guest room."
"Yes, Master!"
Wan Meng raised her voice on purpose as if she was afraid that no one would hear.
Under everyone's gazes, she left the courtyard with the helpless Zhao Sisters.
The group from the Heavenly God Palace was stunned.