"You don't know how to appreciate my kindness!"
"You'll regret this in the future!"
The old man cursed as he walked to another Hall.
"I'll see which forces want people ..."
He found a book and opened it.
"Heaven Dou sect? Buzzzzzz! Is he even worthy?"
"Sacred word mountain? He's not worthy!"
He looked at the names one by one and sneered from time to time.
"The Ziwei sect?"
When he saw the name at the end, his expression changed.
The list in the booklet was arranged according to strength. The further back one went, the weaker one's strength would be.
The strength of the Ziwei sect wasn't that great. It was just an ordinary sect. He also remembered that something had happened to the Ziwei sect. Their patriarch had been injured and had gone into seclusion.
Ever since then, the Zi Wei sect's reputation had weakened.
"Wonderful!"
The old man pondered for a moment, and his eyes instantly lit up.
