There were four people in the room. Nolan Rong was facing Long Yunpan with a cold face. Long Yunpan felt very uncomfortable and turned away, unwilling to look at him. The other two were casual.
Wu Daren and Ning Shu were either standing or leaning. The situation was getting tense and there was no way to end it. At this point, Ning Shu might have some ideas. Wu Daren was just joining in the fun. In addition to wanting to learn how to reconcile without showing weakness, he naturally cooperated well. In his opinion, the worst that could happen was to kill people to silence them, but before that, it would be best to get the souls of the two temple elders in Nolan Rong's hands.
Or maybe Nolan Rong specifically asked them to come in, not only to calm the situation, but also to ease the atmosphere?
Long Yunpan's expression was gloomy, his eyes were lifeless, his previous arrogant demeanor was gone without a trace, his robe was soaked and stained with mud, his arms had been reattached, but he still said no word.
Nolan Rong was the first to speak and break the silence: "I see that you are still not clear about your situation, or you still only have a vague understanding of it."
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