"Alright, get up. We're all from the same sect, so there's no need to be so polite." When demigod Yang Rong saw this, he chuckled and waved his hand.
His smile made him look even more sissy, but his almond-shaped eyes were bright and sincere. It was very comfortable to look at people, at least Bai Ye felt very comfortable.
"Many thanks, first elder yang." When everyone heard this, they thanked him in unison and stood up from their kneeling.
"You're always so noisy, I really can't stand you guys. If you continue to be so polite, I won't let you guys catch up with each other." Demigod Yang Rong glared at him.
Seeing this, the leaders of the various factions laughed and quickly begged for mercy. They greeted the elders behind Yang Rong cordially.
