"That's right."
The middle-aged man stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were looking into the distance. In a low and deep voice, he spoke unhurriedly. "I have to meet Phoenix City's City Lord. Now it's just an opportunity."
The old man's mouth twitched. He had no idea what to say.
His Master was different from the other forces. After occupying the mountain peak, his Master left the matters below for him to deal with. Even when he resided in the city, very few people had seen him. Some of the cultivators who joined later probably didn't even know that he was their Master.
But, in all his years at his side, he had never found his master's decision wrong. He was sure it would be the same this time.
