"Tai Qing has already admitted fault, what more do you want?" Chen Yi said solemnly.
"Haha, admitted fault?" Yun Zheyue looked at Chen Yi, her beautiful eyes chilling. "Tai Qing almost caused a catastrophe today, nearly leading everyone here to their demise. Can a mere 'admitted fault' make up for it?"
Yun Zheyue was determined to establish authority, wanting to kill one to warn a hundred, her stance unwavering, with no room for compromise.
"Zhao Yue, we've been old friends for many years, can't you give me some face?" Chen Yi looked at Yun Zheyue and asked.
Chen Yi was a Saintly Great Power, also the offered of the Tai Family, considered a peerless overlord.
Yun Zheyue hadn't proven the path to sainthood, so he didn't need to lower himself, bending to requests.
Yet, Yun Zheyue's identity was too special; she was Huaxia's spokesperson, backed by Huaxia's nine spirits, forcing Chen Yi to exercise extreme caution and humble himself, softly asking for reconciliation.
