Sensing Steward Wang's hesitation, Li Zongrui glared and said, "I am the Young Master of the Qingyun Sect. Don't I even have the right to look at the list? Don't forget, rules are made by people! And sooner or later, I will be the one making them."
Steward Wang felt a chill run down his spine under Li Zongrui's intense gaze and, as if possessed, handed over the roster from the table. It's just looking at a list, after all. No big deal, he could only reassure himself.
Li Zongrui flipped through the roster and quickly found Ye Qingchen's name. He couldn't help but sneer. To commit such a despicable act and still dream of becoming an Inner Sect Disciple of our Qingyun Sect? If people found out our great sect recruited such a scoundrel, wouldn't we become a laughingstock!
With this in mind, Li Zongrui beckoned to Steward Wang. "Steward Wang, come here for a moment."
