Not to mention the elders of the other two pavilions, even the elders of his own GreenCloud Pavilion stood at the peak of the entire Sky Class island's North Island. How could he, Meng jueguang, a low-level manager, have any say in this?
As the saying went,"a seventh-rank official in front of the Prime Minister's door." Even if one of these elders were a lowly handyman, he would still be an important figure that Meng Jue had to look up to. Even if he wanted to curry favor with them, he might not be able to!
As for talking directly to these elders, that was a fool's dream. Even if he really did have such a dream, he, Meng jueguang, would probably still be trembling in fear in his dream!
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. The sharp-eyed newcomers had already noticed that the welcoming Pavilion master Hu Yun Feng was leading a large group of people in the distance. The elders of the three great pavilions had finally arrived!
