The rules of the Holy Institute?
Others abide by the rules, naturally, she would too!
But if others don't follow them and want to force her, that's just dreaming!
Luo Qingtong walked to the guards she blasted onto the square, raised her foot, and stomped fiercely on one guard's hand, a smile of indescribable demonic bloodlust playing on her lips.
"I highly suspect that from the start, you Holy Institute Great Elder didn't want me to come back, so you deliberately staged this scene!"
"But now it seems the performance is not good, it flopped!"
Luo Qingtong's smile was icy cold.
The Holy Institute Great Elder was so incensed by her words that his beard trembled.
"You are outrageous, how could we do such sordid and shameless things?!"
"Moreover, even if you've returned, what of it? The wager between me and the Supreme Director said your strength needs improvement!"
