Inside an average size room, the Matriarch of the Divine Sword Sect was drinking her tea leisurely, while sitting on a sofa comfortably. In front of her sat two men, one was a young man while the other was an old man.
" Matriarch, we can't overlook such behaviour inside the sect, first he was chasing after the number 1 genius of our sect from the Rong family and then he beat up a servant from my family. " the second elder complained.
" Yes matriarch, you should give him a suitable punishment or it'll reflect badly on our sect's image. " Mo Peng, the second elder's grandson, added.
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Wang Jia gently placed the cup on the table and looked at them, her expression calm.
" You don't need to remind me, I have already decided on a punishment for Wang Jin. " She spoke, her voice sweet like sugar.
Both the elder and his grandson were having trouble hiding their lustful gaze, as they stared at the ethereal beauty sitting in front of them.
