C171 The Smell of Jealousy Spread

Morning.

Qin Chengzhi, who was worried that he wouldn't even be able to eat, was sitting on the main seat of the New Sect Palace. His aura was strong, as if he wasn't in a good mood. His expression was indifferent.

A faint sense of pressure spread in the air.

"These are the three of you who were locked up earlier. As for how to deal with them, just say it