Truth; Array Spirit

"Sect Master, what did you say??" Hearing the black-robed man mutter something, the subordinate looked at him in confusion.

The black-robed man waved his hand. "You can leave."

"Yes."

After everyone left, the black-robed man lowered his head and looked at Xia Wanyuan and Little Xiaxia in the photo. He gently brushed away some black cloth covering his face. The side profile under the black cloth was actually extremely young.

He tore Xia Wanyuan's photo in half. "Why should you be on the happy side no matter what?"

He threw the torn photo to the ground and crushed it with his foot.

At this moment, the subordinate carefully reported at the door, "Sect Master, the head of the Lin family is waiting outside. He said that he has an appointment with you."

"Let him in." The black-robed man removed the black cloth from his face and sat on the chair.