And the person on the right was a middle-aged man.
He wore a white robe, his long hair bound into a bun behind him.
Sitting upon a piece of bluestone, his white robe covered the entire stone, and a vague sense of pressure emanated from his gaze.
"The affairs within the sect have been restless lately," the man in the green robe said with a smile as he placed down a black chess piece.
"It's all superfluous," the white-robed man snorted coldly.
"You're aware of what has happened in Safety Sky City," the green-robed elder said with a smile.
"With such a commotion, it would be hard not to know," the white-robed man frowned slightly as he spoke.
"Now the Phoenix Perching Empire is on guard, and the pursuit of our followers has grown fiercer."
"One gets used to it, but what about those people?
Being escorted to the capital city of the empire is not to our advantage!" the green-robed elder said indifferently.
"Every step now is critical; we cannot afford any mistakes."
