Lin Feng said nothing, allowing her to sort through her thoughts.
Soon, they arrived at a finely prepared carriage waiting outside.
The servants bowed respectfully as they stepped aside.
They all boarded and the carriage began to move, its wheels rolling steadily along the stone path as they departed from the Ye Clan.
Inside, the space grew quiet.
Yet outside…
The Ye Clan elders had already gathered, their faces tense and filled with worry.
The earlier events had shaken them far more than they were willing to admit.
After exchanging uneasy glances, one of them finally spoke, unable to hold back any longer.
"What are we going to tell the Grand Purity Temple, Patriarch?"
The moment the words fell, the surroundings turned deathly silent.
All eyes shifted toward the Ye Patriarch.
He stood there with his hands behind his back, his expression unusually grim.
The confidence and authority he once exuded now seemed weighed down by an invisible burden.
Time passed.
