Sun Yong took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently. "They've gone too far!"
He whirled around to face the three behind him and said in a low voice, "There's nothing for you to do here. Go back to the Martial Arts Hall and practice your forms. Don't slack off."
"Yes, Master," Yang Jing and the other two replied in unison.
Sun Yong said no more. He turned and strode out of the room, his back straight, radiating a biting rage like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
The room fell silent once more, leaving only Lin Yue's faint breathing and the soft sounds of Zhang Dong packing his medical kit.
Yang Jing and the other two exchanged a look, each seeing the complex emotions reflected in the others' eyes. This storm, it seemed, was only just beginning.
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「Inner City, Li Family Mansion.」
