"You just wait here and don't go anywhere. Later, Xi Ye will take you to where you should go."
"Alright."
Zhou Yan nodded, without saying more.
He also noticed that the nine elders were each on the verge of rage.
And as for the female Sect Master of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, although her disposition is generous and her endurance stronger, she also seems to have a tendency to go berserk.
Zhou Yan sat cross-legged, and the ten figures around him vanished swiftly.
When they came, it was fast; when they left, it was even faster.
Clearly, this unstoppable anger was entirely vented into speed, making their speed so astonishing.
Zhou Yan's gaze settled down, neither erratic nor arrogant.
There was no domineering spirit, not did he appear profound.
All there was, was an indescribable sense of tranquility.
His gaze was fixed on the place of the ancestral hall, where only one name was familiar to him, and that was Zhuge Jiayue.
However, Zhuge Jiayue was positioned first.
