They hadn't paid much attention to Ji Anning before, but now their focus shifted to her, stirring up discussions.
Ji Anning had only planned to pay her respects and then leave, and now she wanted to leave even more.
Without saying goodbye, she turned to leave.
But just as she turned around, a cold warning from a man came from behind her, "Who gave you permission to leave? Who let you stand up?"
Instinctively, Ji Anning stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and saw that the man's angry steps had already reached her side.
Without giving her a chance to react, he reached out his large hand, grabbed her arm, and pulled her back to the old master's grave. He made her kneel down, "Without my command, you're not allowed to get up."
His voice was just cold, very angry, but there was no hatred in it.
Like a child fearing to defy her parents, Ji Anning bent over to kneel down, hung her head in grievance, and remained silent.
