Han Jianqiu was unable to speak at all.
He had heard of Hall Master Zheng Yang and Pavilion Master Liu Yang as well, and they were reputed to be extraordinary geniuses who only appeared once every several thousand years.
People of their caliber would surely be able to stand against even Zhang Xuan and his Gods' Sword Intent once they matured. It would not be a wise decision to make enemies out of them.
An alliance between the Sevenstar Pavilion and the Myriad Beasts Hall would certainly be to the disadvantage of the Ascendant Cloud Sword Pavilion.
Not to mention, he had not understood just how many benefits Zhang Xuan had promised Starchaser Palace in order to convince Du Qingyuan to pass down her position to him.
"What a commotion!"
At this instant, hearty laughter suddenly echoed outside the main hall.
Following that, two silhouettes walked into the room.
The head of the Blackmirror Citadel, Bai Xuansheng.
