Mr. Ding's face turned red with anger. In recent days, Rashamon Hall, God Slaying Sect, and Mystic Sect had all been unsettled, and he feared that Ding Chenmo, deluded by others, would become involved in these disputes, especially not allowing him to go to Rashamon Hall.
Every bodyguard in the Ding Family, with heads bowed, dared not utter a sound.
Ding Chen Tai was busy trying to calm him down on the side, "Grandfather, don't be angry. Elder brother has always been astute, he knows what he's doing and won't be easily misled. Maybe he'll be back in a moment."
Mr. Ding pushed him away, "What do you know, where could he go at this late hour? You better go check where your brother has gone off to immediately; if he is not found in an hour, don't bother coming back to see me."
Knowing the seriousness of the situation, Ding Chen Tai hastily said, "Grandfather, don't be angry, I'm on it."