"Have you heard that Qian Zhan is back?"
"Yes, he's back!"
"Heh heh, Old Yang, you previously sent him on a mission to pick up someone, he was pretty unhappy about it."
Deep within the Holy Institute, five figures were situated within a spatial dimension - a middle-aged woman with silver frost-like hair addressed a middle-aged man with deep and profound eyes, his hair and beard were both white.
"Not only am I a Deputy Headmaster, but I am also his master, what's wrong with ordering him around?"
"Moreover, if this kid breaks through to the Emperor Realm anytime soon, it'll be a struggle trying to deal with him!" The middle-aged man with white hair quipped.
"Ahem~ Let's stick to the matter at hand!"
"Qian Zhan has sent us information in advance. The Headmaster is not here, what are your thoughts?"
At this moment, an elderly woman with a face full of wrinkles interjected and interrupted the two.
