"Yun Qiu, what nonsense are you spouting here? Get down immediately!" Upon seeing this, Ruan Qingfeng's expression changed several times, finally shouting sternly, "Someone, take him away!"
At once, a few elders from the Qingcheng Sect rushed forward, standing in front of Ruan Yunqiu, and respectfully said, "Young Master, please don't make this difficult for us."
Ruan Yunqiu shouted loudly, "Do I not even have the right to speak? This is a sect meeting, shouldn't everyone have the freedom to speak here?"
"Nonsense!"
Ruan Qingfeng reprimanded in a deep voice, "You are just a mere disciple, what right do you have to speak here? Stand down!"
"Are you all still not taking action?" Subsequently, Ruan Qingfeng looked at the few elders, his expression severe.
Obviously, even though the person speaking was his own son, Ruan Qingfeng still did not hesitate to suppress him harshly.
