Inside the pavilion, the floor was a complete mess.
Qi Jingxiao and the others all looked awful.
Especially when they saw Shang Yun's utterly unrestrained manner, a surge of fury rose in everyone's hearts.
But in the end, Qi Jingxiao held it back.
No matter who was right or wrong, they could not tear off all pretense at this moment.
"Third Elder, take Qi Lingjia away. Without permission, he is not to leave his cultivation place by even half a step again."
Qi Jingxiao spoke in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
The Third Elder stepped forward, about to take Qi Lingjia away.
"Wait."
Shang Yun suddenly spoke, his expression indifferent. "He must die. Either I kill him, or you kill him. Choose."
The moment these words came out, Qi Jingxiao and the others all frowned, the fire bottled up in their chests nearly erupting.
A mere Divine Son of the Taiyin God Race had injured someone on their territory, and now, right in front of them, he wanted to kill one of their clansmen!
This was more than simply pushing them too far. He was practically about to climb onto their heads and lord it over them!
"Stay calm."
Qi Jingxiao swept his gaze across those around him, warning them not to act rashly.
Then, he looked at Qi Wei, his gaze immediately turning somewhat complicated. "Wei'er, what exactly happened?"
As her father, Qi Jingxiao had always felt guilty about this marriage. Now that such a thing had happened, he was heartbroken and could not help feeling even more pity for his daughter.
Qi Wei pursed her lips and spoke softly, briefly recounting everything that had just happened.
She concealed nothing.
She even laid out in full Shang Yun's words about making the Kirin God Race submit.
At once, the great