After all, it was just a spot.
Even if he was dissatisfied, it wasn't necessary to fall out with the Elders over such a trivial matter, affecting the dignity of Taixu Gate.
But deep down, he was indeed dissatisfied.
The leader of Taixu Gate, over three hundred years old, bore the appearance of middle age, with thick, jet-black hair. He emphasized "nurturing life", had calm brows and eyes, and exuded a touch of indolence.
He felt somewhat annoyed and somewhat helpless.
"Even if there are ties of friendship, one should not heed the words of the Noble Clans in every matter..."
"A Sect must maintain its own backbone..."
However, that said, he still unfolded the "resume" in his hand. But he was slightly taken aback after only a glance.
The Taixu Sect Leader looked up at the Elder who had handed over the resume. "Are you certain there's no mistake?"
