Before Hong Yuan's arrival, it had been an unspoken rule that Qiu Wuxi would only associate with Lin Bu Jing through music. Others would also hold Lin Bu Jing in awe and step aside.
But today, Long Zhandu came prepared!
"Long Zhandu, who allowed you to come here?!" At the palace gate, Lin Bu Jing's expression turned cold. He narrowed his long, slender eyes, bearing down on Long Zhandu.
Facing this pressure, Long Zhandu's heart skipped a beat, and he leaned back slightly.
However, Long Zhandu recalled that he had now become a follower of Hong Yuan. Suppressing Lin Bu Jing was also exactly the scene Hong Yuan wanted to see.
Long Zhandu gritted his teeth fiercely, straightened his back, and said scornfully, "What? This Wuxi Palace is a place Lin Bu Jing can come to, but I, Long Zhandu, cannot?"
Seeing Long Zhandu unexpectedly stand up to him, Lin Bu Jing's heart skipped a beat, and even Elder Dan frowned deeply.
