The mysterious young member of the royal family with the Sun Martial Soul, the black-robed Titled Douluo, and Xiao Hongchen had already left the Interrogation Room.
Once Xu Mochen recovered his senses, the first person he confronted was the middle-aged man.
He asked coldly, "What exactly is going on? Didn't you say the person who injured Wang Shaojie was just a commoner? How did he turn out to be the Hall Master of Illustrious Virtue Hall's grandson?"
By now, how could he not realize that this subordinate had deceived him? He simply hadn't expected this normally diligent, conscientious subordinate to land him in such enormous trouble.
Jing Hongchen, the Hall Master of Illustrious Virtue Hall, was both a Titled Douluo and a Level 9 Soul Engineer. Even His Majesty treated him with the utmost respect.
His beloved grandson, Xiao Hongchen, was also the Sun Moon Empire's Number One Genius. How could their Royal Family Disciplinary Team afford to provoke someone like him?
"I'm asking you a question!" Seeing his subordinate play mute, Xu Mochen's anger blazed.
If they mishandled this affair, not only would the entire Royal Family Disciplinary Team suffer, but even the Third Prince above them would be implicated.
Wang Shaojie was merely a member of a collateral branch. Ordinarily, the Third Prince couldn't even be bothered to glance at him. If his cousin hadn't been the team captain, the disciplinary team would never have stood up for him.
Xu Mochen didn't dare imagine the consequences if that tall young man hadn't stopped them just now and they had really torn Xiao Hongchen's skin and flesh open.
After all, the Soul Masters they had killed or crippled numbered at least eighty, if not a hundred.
The subordinate merely trembled all over, lowering his head in denial, his face