"Roger!"
The young man replied and then hurriedly turned around to leave.
Tony's expression remained angry after the young man's departure. He clenched his teeth and muttered, "A bunch of useless people. How could so many of them fail to stop a single person? If the Sect Leader finds out, how will I explain this?"
"Tony, there's no need to be so anxious. This Connor is genuinely terrifying in strength. It's normal that your men couldn't stop him. The Sect Leader will never blame you for that," a voice calmly spoke.
At that moment, an elderly man entered the tent, smiling as he addressed Tony.
Tony, upon hearing the words, hesitated for a moment, then quickly stood up and approached the elderly man respectfully. He said with a smile, "Third Elder, why have you come?"
"The Sect Leader had already anticipated that your people might not be able to stop Connor, so he sent me here to assist you," the Third Elder replied casually.
