“You!” growled Steward Sun from the Yao Mansion. His expression was very unsightly as the baleful auras of hundreds of swordsages made them seem like a pack of wolves glaring at him and the Holytide emissary.6

Inside, he was weeping bitterly. The truth was that coming here this day wasn’t his idea. Frankly speaking, it seemed completely absurd for a Holytide to come to the Swordsage Palace and arrest some swordsages. Unfortunately, the Noble Marquis had given him clear orders to keep the Holytide emissary happy. Therefore, at this moment, he had no choice but to viciously grit his teeth.11

Glaring aggressively, he said, “The Noble Marquis has issued clear orders. Take Kong Xianglong and his four companions into custody!”4

Honor Guard Sima frowned slightly. Meanwhile, a dour smile appeared on the Holytide Black Guard emissary, while an imperceptible glimmer passed through his eyes. The truth was that causing trouble for Kong Xianglong wasn’t the real reason the emissary was here. His real mission was to assess the Yao Clan. During this entire time, he had been keeping a close eye on the facial expression of each member of the Yao Clan. What was more, he had been using a secret magic to determine whether or not their attitude was genuine or fake.8

When the dozens of Yao Clan cultivators heard the emissary’s orders, they secretly groaned. However, because the orders had been given, they had no choice but to take action. As their cultivation bases flared to life, they charged toward Xu Qing and the others. Just when it seemed open fighting was about to break out, a cold harrumph echoed out from the dome of heaven.1

“What madness is this??”5

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