"Damaging Sect property… no meals for today. If it happens a second time, you will be expelled from the Immortal Sect." Wen Ping said indifferently.
"It was just a bowl!"
Long Ke suddenly stood up.
His clear eyes coldly stared at Wen Ping. It wasn't a murderous intent, but rather anger towards his nephew.
How could this nephew be so unpleasant?
Wasn't it just a broken bowl?
"Zhao Keqing, calm down... The Sect Leader didn't mean it that way. Why don't you sit down and have a glass of water to cool off."
"The Sect Leader has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. You don't need to take it to heart..."
Zhantian Qingxuan and the others quickly approached to console Long Ke, trying to alleviate the current awkward situation. In their eyes, Long Ke's gaze was a plain expression of anger, and they didn't associate it with anything else.
At this moment, Wen Ping suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Sorry, I misspoke..."
Upon hearing this, Zhantian Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
