On the other end of the phone, Ruan Qi listened silently, saying nothing.
It was Old Master Xi who quickly snatched the phone from the coffee table and pressed the end call button.
Sheng Lin's shouting stopped abruptly.
Old Master Sheng was shocked: "Old Xi! The phone..."
"It's disconnected." Old Master Xi's face was no longer smiling.
He coldly looked at Sheng Lin, who still had a few traces of ferocity on her face, the pressure of a superior slowly spreading from him.
"Since you can't speak like a human, wait until you learn before seeing people. Our Xiao Qi is young and can't listen to those messy ghost howls."
With that, he stood up.
"Gong Qi, see the guests out!"
Having said that, Old Master Xi ignored Old Master Sheng's pleas and left with a cold face.
At this moment, Sheng Lin stopped cursing and was dumbfounded.
The rationality burnt away by anger once again restored, she looked at Old Master Xi's departing back, and her heart turned cold and numb.
