"I really can't understand why the sect master has changed so much..." The Deputy Sect Master murmured while lying in bed.
Could it be that he is really afraid of the North Plain?
That's impossible. He had witnessed the heroic conquests of the sect master in those days, the formidable presence that sent chills down the spines of other major sects!
If it hadn't been for the dead river blocking their way, the expansion of the Cloud Sect would not have stopped there.
Why would he be afraid of the North Plain now?
"Perhaps the sect master doesn't think it's worth his efforts yet," said Kingsley Kelley, who walked in from outside.
The Deputy Sect Master looked at Kingsley Kelley with furrowed brows and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Kingsley Kelley replied solemnly, "I'm just guessing that the person the sect master is waiting for may be the Lord of North Plain. I guess he won't show up until they make an appearance."
