"Since Daoist Jiang is so forthright, I will speak candidly as well."
"The Divine Official Palace and the Twelve Families have begun to join forces to depose the Emperor."
"Daoist Jiang, I heard that you are also a Divine Treasure level powerhouse and have a good personal relationship with Wuu Quan."
"I wonder where Daoist Jiang will choose to stand in this game."
Standing in front of Jiang Ming was an elder, with sparse, greying eyebrows like wisps of smoke.
His eyes, however, were full of spirit.
Beside him stood several disciples of the Zhaoo Family.
"Oh? How interesting, is the Phoenix Ancestor unconcerned?"
Jiang Ming smiled as he filled the elder's teacup.
A young disciple beside the elder couldn't hold himself back.
He eyed Jiang Ming angrily and scolded, "How dare you speak such words concerning the affairs of my Celestial Family..."
However, before he could finish his sentence.
A streak of golden light sprang forth from Jiang Ming's side.
