"Hehe, sect-opening ceremony? Do you think your golden core sect can hold a grand opening ceremony?" Gao canghan asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"Head Gao, what do you mean by that?" Ling Chuxi asked despite already knowing the answer. Tsk, tsk, this old man, he's starting to taunt me.
"The Cold Moon Palace and my blue wave sect have been on good terms for generations. You killed the Cold Moon Palace master's only relative, so no matter what, my blue wave sect has to uphold justice for them. With my blue wave sect's power, do you think your golden core sect's grand opening ceremony can still be held? Don't even talk about the sect's grand opening ceremony, whether you can even return to the Golden core sect alive is a problem. " Gao canghan's expression turned cold as he spoke bluntly. His words revealed a strong sense of threat.
