Thud!
With no warning, Zhao Xidong got a slap from Xiao Qixiu and fell to the ground.
He got up while scratching his head, feeling misunderstood, and with teary eyes, he said, "It's just an assumption! I already said it was just an assumption!"
"Huh!" Xiao Qixiu sneered and continued, "Put your shoddy guesswork away. Who is Elder Sang? He is the Vice Dean of the Tiansang Spirit Palace. How can he be the Saint Servant?"
"Do you know that sometimes just by thinking like that, you can bring calamity to the Spirit Palace?"
"How many times have I said that the Spiritual Law Division will only enforce the law with sufficient evidence?"
He poked at the head of the young man standing next to him and asked, "Do you want to be put on the punishment platform?"
Zhao Xidong reared back instantly and shut his mouth tight. He did not even dare speak a word.