"Calm down, Long Nanzi…" The Grand Supreme Elder of the Holy Crest Sect narrowed his eyes. He was pleased with what Wang Baole had said. The sect was going through a difficult time, and he himself was under extreme stress as well. Most of the sect disciples' loyalty appeared to be tested. Even if he were to speak to them individually and give them words of encouragement, it wouldn't improve the situation much. Wang Baole was the first to have offered both his services and his resources.
"Grand Supreme Elder!" Wang Baole raised his head suddenly. There was red in his eyes, and he looked like he was in pain as he spoke loudly.
