His expression turned cold, and the look he gave the Second Elder was particularly unfriendly.
Had the Second Elder ruined his good fortune? Although usually haughty, the Second Elder didn't seem like someone who would spoil his plans. Today, however, he was daring indeed.
Could it be that they thought he, too, had grown old and could no longer kill just because he had been too amiable over the years?
"Wan Yan has arrived, please take a seat."
With guests present, he naturally wouldn't quarrel with a member of his own Sect but instead suppressed his anger and had his son take his seat.
Then, he gestured to an attendant behind him to keep an eye on Qian Jiyun and his party, curious to see what they could conjure up for not even showing regard for the face of his son, the Young Sect Master.
After all, this was the territory of the Thousands of Demons Sect; such insolence was truly beyond the pale.
"Yes, Father."
