Elder Han Yie descended to the ground floor of the inn, the disciples who were talking animatedly stopped talking. The inner disciples bowed with respect and greeted.
"The disciples greet the Elder" the internal disciples spoke at the same time, the new disciples tried to imitate these veterans, but came out much more clumsy and less harmonious.
The new disciples felt a little embarrassed, but there was nothing to do, after all, they had not yet officially entered the Celestial Sword Sect and were unaware of the sect's labels.
"Good, good, gather everyone in the restaurant. I plan to talk about the tournament and some modifications. "Elder Han Yie spoke seriously.
The inner disciples quickly went outside and brought in all the scattered disciples who were talking around the inn.
