Lin Heng listened in a daze. Could it be that he had been wrong?
The time he had been gone had been an ordeal for everyone.
It might have seemed short, but every minute and every second held someone worth worrying about.
"..." Lin Heng said nothing. He looked deeply at Meng Yutong, then turned away.
Without another word, he headed off in another direction.
Yun Yao and the others, who had arrived late, looked on in astonishment. How had they not started fighting yet?
Could it be that Master and Granny had joined forces and cursed him into leaving?
"Rebel Disciples, what are you hiding there for?"
"Oh no, we've been spotted."
Yun Yao let out a low cry and immediately prepared to make a run for it.
But an invisible giant hand ruthlessly clamped around her throat, and a suffocating sensation like a python coiling around her swept over her.
Just like that, the five grown girls who had come to watch the drama were dragged before Granny.
"Hmph. Your mouths are certainly fast. You blab everything to the outside."
"Yao'er, I heard you were the one who told Lin Heng about this."
"Master, listen to my explanation! I had no choice... Junior Brother kept asking."
"So because he asked, you told him?"
"( ˙ε ˙ ) But what I said was the truth, after all."
(Angry face) (Kiss face) Smack!
Meng Yutong's temper flared, and with one slap, she sent Ancestor Yao flying on the spot.
The others felt their hair stand on end and couldn't help swallowing hard.
Especially the two holy maidens of the Su Family—this was the first time they had seen Yun Yao get slapped away.
Watching that practiced motion and that graceful arc, it looked like something that happened all the time.