Hongxuan composed himself and said coolly, "Saint Envoy, since our business here is done, we'll be leaving now."
Hearing Hongxuan's disdainful words, Ming Lin was filled with rage. He glared coldly at Hongxuan, but there was nothing he could do.
He hadn't received the recognition, so his anger felt like impotent rage. He didn't even have the standing to object.
Wu Chenpei shook his head, his tone chiding. "Chief Judge Xia Han's student hasn't even gone in yet. How can you leave?"
Seeing the two playing off each other, Chong Jingtian's already dark expression grew even more grim.
Xia Hanshi's eyes narrowed slightly. He stood off to the side, looking like an old man with one foot in the grave.
'Oh, right, there's still Su Chen.' Ming Lin's thoughts drifted. He couldn't help but glance at Su Chen, whose expression was as calm as ever. He had no idea what was going through his mind.
