But if their relationship was deeper, he would have to question the stability of his own position as Pavilion Master.
"Elder Qi is right. They're just a bunch of bald monks and a swarm of maggots. We don't need that guy... ahem, I'm afraid we can't handle it on our own. We really do need Elder Mu to step in! HAHAHAHA! Greetings, Elder Mu."
"..."
An Internal Affairs Elder was about to continue, chiming in after the previous speaker, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure appear in the Central Hall. The words coming out of his mouth took an abrupt turn. Upon seeing the newcomer, everyone else in the hall fell silent.
Yang An lightly patted the man's shoulder and gave a slight smile, but he didn't pay them much mind. Instead, his gaze shifted to Thirty Flow, who sat in the master's seat.
"Which front are the people from Qiangui Mountain on?"
