Zhou Leng and the others walked out the door, looking at the women standing at the entrance.
Each one was well-behaved and reserved, even Zhao Nandi had a smile on her face. She bowed her head and bent over to greet, "Hello, Grandpa Li, Grandpa Shiji..."
She greeted each one.
The others behind her all bowed their heads and bent over in unison.
The elders around Zhou Leng mostly wore smiles, while a few had a calm yet serious look.
Many of them were distant relatives, from subordinate families, or from the disciples' families.
They instantly understood what was happening, but most of them didn't interfere with the affairs of the younger generation and family. They were all preparing for the final battle and were too lazy to say anything.
Li Tianyuan smiled and said, "You young people should hang out more, we'll leave Zhou Leng in your care."
The Martial Saints turned and left, and the women bowed again, respectfully saying goodbye.
