He Yue abruptly restrained his laughter: "High-ranking officials in Beijing, I've seen plenty. I've even met third rank and second rank officials. Normally, facing a fourth rank official like you, for the dignity of the Dynasty, I'd exchange some pleasantries with you. However, once you spoke, I became quite displeased, so I won't bother with courtesy. Let's get straight to the results!"
"Oh? Get straight to the results?" Lin Xiaosu nodded and said, "Sect Master, please."
"You want to take my sect's Saint Heir back to Beijing. The Saint Heir is right in front of you, yet you're helpless! That is the first point!"
Lin Xiaosu's gaze turned to He Fei, who turned up his nose, seeing nothing else.
"You want our sect to clear out resources, but I think you wounded thirteen of my elders in Fuyao City. You need to... pay the price!"
