If only she were a Golden Core True Man, who would dare to bully Master?!
"Yes. Zhiwei will wait for Master to return." Zhiwei nodded.
"No need to wait..."
Chen Ye wanted to give a few more instructions, but Wei Shu was already impatient and pressed his shoulder.
His five fingers turned into claws, pinching Chen Ye's bones until they creaked:
"Chen Ye, according to the sect's rules, to prevent accidents, I must seal your cultivation. Do you have any objections?"
The hunched old woman from Yi Cui smiled and said, "Steward Chen, forgive us, but this is sect routine."
Seeing this,
Chen Ye's heart grew heavier, but at this moment, he had no room to resist.
He couldn't just burst out and kill two Foundation Establishment Cultivators on the spot, that would be seeking his own death.
"Hmm."
He nodded, calmly relinquishing resistance.
Wei Shu tightened his grip on Chen Ye's shoulder, and then said, "Since there is no objection, don't resist, lest we show no mercy..."
