A matter of the Chen Family Clan actually requires the intervention of a White Jade Capital elder?
Looking again at Shen Yi, he was still sitting calmly and composedly on his chair, making no move whatsoever.
The female voice inside the conch seemed to be well-prepared.
Just a short while later,
methodical footsteps were heard outside the hall, and dozens of figures in armor suddenly stepped out. Though they were all in the Primordial Realm, with a few at the Divinity Transformation level, they still appeared quite formidable at first glance.
At the forefront of the column,
a petite figure, accompanied by four guards, slowly entered the main hall.
Her face overcast, she walked to Chen Ziqi's side and, glimpsing his injuries, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, "Husband, are you alright?"
Before Chen Ziqi could reply,
the girl in the red dress had already turned her gaze to the Nan Hong Seven Sons.
"First,"
