Chu Hao stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light. At this moment, his presence was imposing as he spoke indifferently, "To whom much is given, much is expected. If this Taoist Master doesn't take care of it, then no one else will. It's time for the people of the Gui Yin Sect to pay their debts."
"Ding… Host has shown great pretentiousness, receiving 1,000 Pretentiousness Points."
The twin brothers exchanged a glance, as if inspired by a surge of courage, and said, "Boss, we'll go with you."
"Even if we don't get paid, we're still going."
Ma Qingyu didn't know why, but she was moved by Chu Hao's words and said, "I'm going too. I want to report this news and let the world know the truth."
Ma Bozhen said excitedly, "You're not allowed to go."
"Dad, I…"
Ma Bozhen breathed rapidly, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground. Ma Qingyu was shocked and quickly said, "Dad! Are you okay?"
