What Ji Changsheng really wanted to say was, "Xiao Yu, didn't I give you face?"
But his wife still remained offline.
So, with his emotional intelligence, Ji Changsheng had to sugarcoat his true words.
But the intention remained the same.
With the Linglong Jade Sword above, before Old Devil Yu could say anything, the elites of the Sky Devil Sect bowed down first.
"Sect Hierarch, I think Young Master's mercy of raising the standard to one million high-grade spirit stones is an act of compassion."
"Indeed, Sect Hierarch, Young Master is wise. Under his leadership, our Holy Sect can surely make further progress."
"Without Young Master, the Holy Sect would be in eternal darkness."
"Sect Hierarch, why go to needless troubles? As for the affairs of the Guanyin Hall, it would be best for Young Master to handle them."
Old Devil Yu: "..."
His undefeated style from just ten minutes ago has vanished.
These useless people turned their backs on him.
His heart ached.
