Song Yin widened his eyes, looking at Lu Qian!
His eyes seemed unaccustomed to the light, and in that moment, they were already bloodshot, appearing slightly ferocious.
Lu Qian was momentarily speechless.
"But... he... they... these prisoners..."
Song Yin snorted coldly.
"For a long time, I've known that you people like to speak for criminals, like to uphold the rights of criminals!
"But I am different, I always protect the rights of the innocent who have passed away!
"Ms. Lu Qian, please do not forget, the Immortal Technique Era has arrived!
"The souls of the innocently dead, will have lingering spirits!
"Beware of these weeping spirits coming into your dreams!"
The meeting room fell silent.
Chairman Chen Shu, Professor Zhang, and the others bowed their heads pretending nothing happened.
Bai Mo held his disciple, expressionless.
Hu Hufeng squatted in the master's arms, also with a cold face, expressionless.
Mo Lanyou's eyes carried a hint of schadenfreude.
