"Pei Yan, you've repeatedly shown disrespect to His Majesty the Spirit Emperor! Just how long are you intending to act foolishly?" Looking at Pei Yan, who was being led by Ding Zhiyi and gesturing towards Lin Ruxue enticingly, Su Fengchen feigned righteous indignation and scolded.
"Nothing but lamenting a fool who missed his last chance for survival!" Pei Yan sighed, wiping his greasy hands back and forth on Ding Zhiyi's outstretched clothes, then took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, stood up, turned around, and looked at Su Fengchen with a mocking smile: "I knew this alone wouldn't convince you. But if we need everyone's testimony, the elder of your sect is key, no matter what evidence I present, he won't easily speak. So to break through in a short time, I had to take risks. Su Fengchen, look at the people below, I want to hear what you have to say about His Majesty the Spirit Emperor."
