"Meet the elder."

All the disciples who were watching bowed and worshiped. Only a few of the relatively noble ones did not worship and just nodded.

"Lin'er?"

Yu Wenfan noticed his son's figure and quickly fell down. Looking at the tragic state of the latter's swollen face, he felt a little distressed.

"Who injured you like this? Where is the puppet your father gave you?"

"The puppets were scattered by him."

When Yu Wenlin saw his father's arrival, he became more confident. He pointed at Li Qinglang and viciously turned the matter upside down, adding fuel to the fire.

"Your Royal Highness, although my son has made mistakes, it is more than that, right?"

Yu Wenfan looked and recognized Li Qinglang's identity. As a father, he also knew what kind of character Yu Wenlin was. At this moment, he roughly guessed that it was his son who provoked him first.

But after all, I am also an elder in the late Nascent Soul stage, so when I opened my mouth, I did not say anything because of His Highness's status.

"He is still a child and has done many things inappropriately. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Yu Wenfan handed over his hand, took out a few bottles of good elixirs and threw them out, "These are my apology on behalf of the child!"

After all, he was in the late Nascent Soul stage, and he had already noticed the injured ordinary disciple behind Li Qinglang.
Chapter completed!