The Line You Shouldn't Cross
Shan stepped forward, his eyes cold as he looked directly at Leon.
Seeing his father suffer such humiliation in front of so many people had ignited something dark inside him.
His voice carried restrained anger.
"Guardian Elder Leon… aren't you going too far?"
"My father was only reminding you politely…"
Before he could finish—
Leon glanced at him.
Just a simple glance.
But the corner of Leon's mouth lifted slightly, forming a faint, almost amused smile.
"Who are you?"
But the corner of Leon's mouth lifted slightly, forming a faint, almost amused smile.
"Who are you?"
His tone was calm. Casual.
"You're just a junior."
"Do you even have the right to speak here?"
The plaza suddenly grew quiet.
Several disciples sucked in cold air.
Leon continued, his voice still gentle but carrying an invisible weight.
"Why?"
"Do you want me to discipline you on behalf of your father?"
The words struck like a slap.
Shan's eyes instantly turned sharp.
