Luo Gongli looked at Zi Yao with unwillingness, his tone filled with a sinister undertone: "Hmph!"
"Mr. Zi, I hope you won't shield this fellow Lu Xuan."
However, as he spoke these words, almost simultaneously, the civil and military officials behind him distanced themselves, their faces showing expressions of disbelief.
As if to say: "This guy, how does he dare?"
"Even dare to question a mysterious woman like Zi Yao!"
Zi Yao heard this and softly said, "Hmm?" though the sound was light, it carried an invisible pressure.
The next moment, a dull sound of "bang" resounded in the Pilgrimage Hall, echoing with a strange power surge.
Luo Gongli's body seemed to be struck by an invisible force.
In an instant, he lost balance and slid out on the smooth, bright floor.
His figure rolled uncontrollably like a ball, disappearing outside the hall door, leaving only a trace of embarrassment.
