"Looks like you all still do not have respect for me. Then leave, I don't need followers who are unwilling to submit to me."

The young girl's rejection had stirred up Lin Zhongyu's dissatisfaction.

There was a hint of youthful innocence in his impassive voice.

Lin Mengya looked on coldly, but thought that Xiaoyu had done the right thing.

It was required for a master to be assertive and decisive.

If a master is overly ...