At some point, Meng Nanyan appeared in the hallway, her clear eyes fixed on Jin Shengzhe, who was filled with killing intent.
"How regrettable! I can't personally act to kill Lin Yuan!"
Jin Shengzhe sighed inwardly, as the vitality at his fingertips quietly dissipated.
Gathering his thoughts, Jin Shengzhe coldly said, "Meng Nanyan, what brings you here?"
"I've come, of course, to witness as the true disciple of Jinlin Peak of the Fire Crow Sect disregards his status, even falsely accusing a mere Martial Artist of the Aperture Vein realm. Am I right, Jin Shengzhe junior brother?" Meng Nanyan smiled slightly, her eyes filled with coldness as she spoke.
"Senior Sister Meng misunderstands. Recently, it's not the time for the Martial Academy to recruit disciples, and Lin Yuan became a sect disciple without notifying me. Now, with a strange disciple appearing suddenly, even Senior Sister might instinctively think someone is impersonating." Jin Shengzhe shook his head, denying.
