"Chu Fengmian, the people of the Sikong family are not easy to deal with. They are very closely related to the Canglan Family and the Feng Family. By suppressing Sikong Jingsheng today, you're essentially making enemies with them as well."
Elder Bing Li hesitated before speaking.
"Now, if you let them go, you can still save some face."
"Save face?"
Chu Fengmian glanced at Sikong Jingsheng and Sikong Hong.
Sikong Jingsheng and Sikong Hong were kneeling on the ground, still furiously yelling and trying to break free from Chu Fengmian's restrictions with the power within their bodies.
Their gazes toward Chu Fengmian were filled with hatred, as if they already wanted to tear Chu Fengmian into pieces.
"Now, even if I let them go, I won't get any good end. Let them kneel here. As for the Canglan Family and the Feng Family, they are just Martial Arts families. If they dare to cause trouble, they will meet the same fate."
Chu Fengmian said with a cold laugh.
