Xu Yi pressed his palm against Yan Zi's dantian and sent his strength surging. His aura flowed into Yan Zi's meridians, swirling like a vortex and swiftly subduing her chaotic, violent energy wherever it went.
Before long, Yan Zi gradually quieted down. Xu Yi realized he couldn't withdraw his palm. The moment he did, the energy in Yan Zi's body would boil over again.
With a crash, Hong Shihu burst into the Hall of Righteousness. Charging wildly, he sent two tables flying.
At that moment, the broad hall of the Hall of Righteousness blazed with lamplight despite the daylight outside. More than a hundred people sat in two rows, filling the hall with honored guests as the feast reached its height.
Although Sect Leader You's official birthday banquet was not until tomorrow, today's gathering was the real main event. Everyone seated here was among the most prominent of the guests who had come to offer congratulations.
When Hong Shihu burst in, You Hai was urging the guests to drink. The two tables went flying, and cups and plates crashed to the floor. The lively scene fell instantly silent.
"Have you fucking lost your mind?"
You Hai was furious. He was a stern man who had never spared his disciples a harsh word. Even Hong Shihu, one of the sect's few elders, was often on the receiving end of his scoldings.
Today's gathering was extremely important. You Hai had gone to great lengths to bring these people together, and they had been building ties. Then Hong Shihu came in like a rat crawling out of a sewer, utterly destroying the atmosphere.
To his surprise, the moment You Hai shouted at him, Hong Shihu charged straight toward him like a madman. "Sect Leader, save me!"
With that cry, Hong Shihu dropped to