Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
Suddenly, two crisp, urgent chimes shattered the silence. The Communication Tokens worn by Ying Ming Hao and Steward Jin had sounded new-message alerts at the same time.
At that moment, Ying Ming Hao was wholly absorbed in sparring with his opponent. The unexpected sound made his movements falter;
meanwhile, Steward Jin stopped what she was doing as well and quickly took out her Communication Token to check it.
A conspicuous line of text flashed across the screen of Steward Jin's Communication Token: "Sister Jin, some villains have maliciously framed me! Please hurry to the Enforcement Hall and save me!"
Clearly, someone had sent this plea for help after running into serious trouble.
Ying Ming Hao's Communication Token displayed another suspicious message: "Zhao Yuan, Luo Bai, and the others have accused you, Ying Ming Hao, of drugging and poisoning fellow disciples and deliberately plotting to frame them.
You are hereby ordered to come to the Enforcement Hall immediately for a face-to-face confrontation to establish the truth!"
Ying Ming Hao stared at the message, the corners of his mouth lifting into a barely perceptible sneer.
He thought to himself, That hateful Luo Bai won't leave me alone even on the brink of death. He just has to drag me into this pointless storm. He's as hard to shake off as an abscess clinging to the bone.
Just then, a soft, lilting call reached Ying Ming Hao's ears-"My love~"
Steward Jin gazed at him with eyes brimming with affection and concern.
Although she still harbored feelings for Luo Bai, she did not want to anger Ying Ming Hao over this, much less make him unhappy.
"Sister Jin, you'd better satisfy me first. Your dear Brother Luo won't die that quickly. You can let him wait a little before going to