Who is it? With so many disciples around, did someone really chop off Lady Leng's arm? Yet when she looked up at Sect Master Leng, she found his face utterly expressionless, not even sparing Lady Leng a glance.
"My arm, my arm, who chopped off my arm? I'm going to kill you!"
Lady Leng did not see how her arm was lost and thought someone had chopped it off. After taking medicinal pills to stop the bleeding and pain, she wanted revenge for herself.
"Someone, take the lady back."
Sect Master Leng's cold gaze swept towards the maids beside Lady Leng, and he ordered them.
This fool nearly cost her own son's life. Didn't she hear the sounds that came from mid-air just now? Who dares to talk back here?
"Leng Ye, my arm was chopped off. Did you not see it?"
Lady Leng was hopping mad, her face covered in blood as she looked at Sect Master Leng in a terrifying state, unable to believe he would ignore his wife like that, especially in front of so many disciples.
"Sect Master saw it!"
