Yun chujiu hid behind elder duanmu. No matter how arrogant Yin Zhenfan was, he did not dare to make a move against elder Duanmu. He said angrily,
“B * Tch, come out!”
Of course, Yun Chujiu would not go out foolishly. She said with a grievance, “Elder duanmu, the Justice of the primeval sword sect can only be presided over by you! You have to make a decision for me!”
Elder Duanmu did not want to get involved in this mess. After all, the Yin family had been in the primeval sword sect for many years and their power was deeply rooted. There was no need to offend elder Yin.
However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, yun chujiu dragged him to the moral high ground. He could only say coldly,
“Elder Yin, since the person has been brought here, it’s not too late to deal with him after the interrogation.”