"Take this woman away and interrogate her to find out whether she was sent by Jun Wuyang or if she's a minion of the Baiming Sect."
Qing Yi was stunned for two seconds before he realized what was going on.
"Yes."
"Someone, take her to the interrogation room."
"How dare you—Who dares to touch this lady... You can't arrest me!" Wen Xiao'ai glared at the two approaching men, really wanting to slam Jun Moyan to the ground and give him a good beating.
"Jun Moyan, you big idiot!" Wen Xiao'ai raged desperately, glaring at Jun Moyan with indignation.
The hearts of the dozen or so people present nearly stopped beating when they heard this.
Damn, does this girl not know how to write "death"?
Not only does she dare to call out Third Young Master's full name, but she also dares to curse him to his face.
Such commendable courage.
"What are you standing around for, take her away," Jun Moyan said, forcefully suppressing the urge to shoot this woman in the head.
"Yes."