"Brother He, who was the one spouting such outrageous nonsense below?"
Xu Yi's heart turned cold.
He had no idea what Chen Xiong had done after he'd lost consciousness. Otherwise, how could he have let him draw another breath?
Hearing someone in the hall call out, "Brother He," Chen Xiong was startled. He lowered his already bowed head even further. "I didn't know an Immortal was here. This lowly one has offended you. Please forgive me, please forgive me."
Xu Yi gave a cold laugh. "Brother He, bring Liu Zhenlin here. He's served you for years, after all. In your eyes, he may be nothing more than an object, but I consider him a friend. A friend—you understand?"
Immortal Lord He paused, then sent out a call that carried a great distance. Before long, Liu Zhenlin was brought into the hall.
Apart from looking bedraggled, he didn't seem seriously injured. When he saw Xu Yi seated across from Immortal Lord He, Liu Zhenlin instantly froze, his eyes bulging so far they looked ready to pop out and hit the floor.
"Brother Liu, since you're here, come sit with us."
Xu Yi smiled and beckoned to Liu Zhenlin.
Immortal Lord He's face stiffened. Liu Zhenlin dropped to his knees with a thud and kowtowed to Immortal Lord He. "This lowly one deserves ten thousand deaths. I beg my lord to quell his anger."
The awe Immortal Lord He inspired had seeped into Liu Zhenlin's very bones.
When Chen Xiong made his move against him, Liu Zhenlin had known Immortal Lord He was behind it.
But he hadn't dared feel even the slightest resentment. He'd felt nothing but boundless fear.
Xu Yi said, "Brother He, we're all brothers. Why the long face? Leave that fellow on his knees to Brother Liu to