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Chu Zhiyuan immediately frowned, "Thick Earth Hall?"
"Precisely Thick Earth Hall!" Gao Lingfeng sneered incessantly, "Arrogance to the sky, I knew they would cause big trouble one day!"
Chu Zhiyuan sat back behind the desk and gestured, "Lord Gao, sit down and speak specifically."
"Yes." Gao Lingfeng cupped his fists, sitting in the Taishi chair at the foot of the platform.
"Bring tea," Chu Zhiyuan called out loudly.
A small official quickly came in and served tea.
Gao Lingfeng took the teacup, lifted the lid, sipped gently, and placed it on the table, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice, "This happened last night."
"Mm."
"Last night, disciples of the Thick Earth Hall and the Flying Flower Sword Sect had a dispute over a woman in a book library, which eventually turned into a fight. Two Flying Flower Sword Sect disciples were injured, one lightly and one heavily, while two Thick Earth Hall disciples were lightly injured."