"Squad Leader, are you really planning to send the young miss to the Yellow Level?" one of the subordinates asked.
Yin Zhengyuan let out a sigh and said, "Before, when Lulu acted willfully, the ones she offended were just some small fry. But today the one she offended is Elder Wu. If I still cover for her, how am I supposed to explain myself to Shangyun Pavilion?"
"But with the environment over at the Yellow Level, how could the young miss possibly bear it?"
"If she can't bear it, so what? She's been overbearing for so many years, it's about time she learned right from wrong! Where is she now?" Yin Zhengyuan asked.
"At the ancestral hall."
Yin Zhengyuan frowned. In the past, every time he scolded Yin Lulu, she would go to the ancestral hall to complain—that counted as her Killing Skill. It never failed, after all; that place was where Yin Zhengyuan's most beloved woman rested.
