Song Yidao, looking aggrieved and twisted: "This really isn't my doing, I'm feeling frustrated too..."
"Damn it, do you all have no conscience? How many things has Fang Che accomplished, how much work has he done? How many contributions has he made? How many Wei Wo Zheng Sect demons has he captured? Are you all blind?"
Li Changkong was furious, grabbing Song Yidao relentlessly: "He just barely escaped death and is immediately suspended? Master Song, you tell me, is this the way to handle personnel matters?"
Song Yidao, looking embarrassed: "It really wasn't me! It really wasn't me, Instructor Li, you have to believe me. During these past few days, don't you know what kind of person I, Song Yidao, am?"
"Then could it be Zhao Shanhe?"
Li Changkong furrowed his brow and suddenly shouted in anger: "Zhao Shanhe, that old bastard, dared to do this?"
Song Yidao didn't dare to make a sound.
