“Dad!” Lin Jianjia’s eyes widened as she saw the Second Patriarch’s return. Her shrill shriek and the three steps back she took attracted many people’s attention.

“Don’t be flustered!” Lin Xiaoyun said in a low voice.

Her actions were clearly showing a guilty conscience. As a supervisor of the Hall of Discipline, she knew the house rules like the back of her hand. Of course, many people only actually respected the rules after they were caught red-handed. “How could this be? Why’d the Second Patriarch go to save her! Did Lin Wuxing betray me?” Lin Jianjia’s eyes widened. She was still young, so she wasn’t able to keep her cool in the situa...