Yi Bai, Yi Nong, Yi Chang, Yi Cao, Yi Gangmu, and Yi Shengmang followed the Clan Leader's orders and obediently exited the main hall.
The group looked bewildered and puzzled.
None could guess what Clan Leader Yi Shengtang was thinking, let alone predict what might happen next.
They exchanged glances silently.
Yi Shengmang's expression was particularly grave, his face pale and devoid of color.
After all, his son Yi Tianqiu was still inside.
Unable to move, he could only lay like a fish on the chopping block, at the mercy of others.
Thus.
He paced back and forth, sighing heavily, his face clouded with worry.
He frequently glanced at the tightly closed door of the main hall.
Extremely tense.
"Don't worry, with the Clan Leader around, Lin Fan won't dare act rashly."
Yi Bai, seeing his distress, coldly reassured him.
"I hope that's true... But what if even the Clan Leader..."
Yi Shengmang cut off his sentence, sighing deeply as his face was once again shadowed by gloom.
