Jiu Ge sneered and said, "I'm slandering you? Why don't you ask your beloved disciple yourself?"
Rong Shuo froze, suddenly recalling that his disciple Lin Kun had indeed been acting strangely these past few days—distracted and absent-minded, as if he couldn't hear when his name was called at times.
Jiu Ge's words pricked at his anxiety, prompting him to instruct those around him, "Go, bring Lin Kun to me."
Before long, Lin Kun was brought before Rong Shuo.
At this moment, the Forgemaster Guild had already descended several dozen meters.
Rong Shuo, his heart filled with urgency, bowed slightly to Jiu Ge and said loudly, "Young Master Jiu Ge, there must be some misunderstanding here. Let us discuss this face-to-face and clear things up—we can't let some cunning schemer sabotage relations between the Forgemaster Guild and the Changkong family."
