Xin Lin's words immediately ignited the Old Family Master's fury.
"Presumptuous! What an insolent creature, since you saved Ziyue twice, I won't pursue Murong's matter with you. If you wish to die, don't blame me for being ruthless."
In an instant, the ghost soldiers guarding the door moved like specters, swiftly surrounding Xin Lin.
"Old Family Master, all of this started because of me, it has nothing to do with Xin Lin, let her go."
The ghost soldiers exuded a powerful aura. Murong Ziyue knew with her current strength, she might not be able to handle even one, let alone several.
"Ziyue, don't beg him, what is there to beg from an old man with a blocked Spirit Vein."
Xin Lin scoffed lightly, showing a look of disdain.
"Dear ancestor, please could you say less."
Mu Chen almost choked from Xin Lin's words.
This ancestor was really too adept at offending people.
She actually called the old ancestor a blockage?
