Sky Scar gave a clueless nod to the situation at hand. Mizuhosho Gin gave a cold chuckle, "From now on, you are a member of our Great Tub Nation. Everything you do must prioritize the interests of our tribe." As she spoke, she walked over to a communication device in the room, "Sect Hierarch, mission accomplished. Those folks are now dispensable, get rid of them as quickly as possible to avoid any mishaps. I will observe Sky Scar for a few more days before taking him back to headquarters." As she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck, finding herself caught in a strong grip, icy cold breath tightening around her. Sky Scar's frigid voice rang in her ear, "Nether Sect Leader, listen well, if you dare lay a finger on my family and friends, I'll annihilate the Nether Sect. If you're planning to control me, I'm afraid it's not going to be that easy."
A deep voice expressed some anger, "Silver, what's happening?"
