Han Jue was speechless when he heard Huang Zuntian's words.
You're really a talent.
The Jie School wasn't a mortal sect. In just a few thousand years, he had become the vice sect master from an ordinary disciple. It was simply unheard of. No one would believe such a story.
Han Jue fell silent.
He suddenly did not want to recall Huang Zuntian.
If he continued to stay, he might directly control the Jie School.
Han Jue felt that it was quite beautiful.
After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "If I let you come back now, wouldn't all my efforts be in vain? Although you've suffered all these years, your cultivation has indeed become stronger. Hold on for a while longer. One day, I'll personally fetch you back."
Huang Zuntian's eyes darkened.
However, when he thought of Han Jue personally receiving him, he was immediately excited.
What he meant was…
