I'm going on behalf of justice (1)

In the assembly hall of the craftsmen's Guild headquarters, Mo Yan sat calmly at the head of the table, while Leng Xiaoyu stood respectfully behind him in a protective stance. The two of them listened to the second and third elders 'heated argument, but they did not stop them. Instead, they chose to let things be.

Moreover, looking at the usually high and mighty elders of the armament Guild headquarters quarreling with each other like Street Rascals, the two of them felt that it was quite interesting. So, the two of them watched this lively scene with great interest.

After a long time.

The two groups of people, who were quarreling with each other, saw that neither of the master and disciple interrupted, and gradually, the voices of the argument became softer and softer, until it disappeared.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yan smiled faintly."Have you had enough?"