Lu Shaoqing stretched out his hand and said to He Zhengran, "I know you didn't do it on purpose. Someone must have instigated it. I don't ask you to tell who it is. Just pay a fine."

"A thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

"If you pay it, forget it this time, but next time, it won't be as simple as paying a fine."

"A thousand low-grade spiritual stones?" He Zhengran's face looked a little ugly.

He is a casual cultivator, and the spiritual stones in his hands are tight. A thousand low-grade spiritual stones are enough to cause him physical pain for a long time.

Lu Shaoqing continued to speak, his voice loud and clear, deliberately speaking to others.

"You are here to participate in my senior brother's celebration. You are just a guest. We in the Lingxiao Sect don't want to do things too badly."

"But if someone really wants to bully us, we are not the ones who are afraid of trouble."

"Do you really think that our Lingxiao faction's concessions in the past few days are because we are afraid of you?"

His words made everyone think deeply.

What Lu Shaoqing said does make sense.

"Moreover," before Lu Shaoqing finished speaking, he continued to speak, and his voice became louder again, "Our leader is the most stingy. He may have written it down in the sky with a small notebook, and I will come back to you later.

Settle accounts."
Chapter completed!