Rustle, Rustle.
Atop the ancient tree, after that breath had swept past everyone's ears,
Ban Shan Sect had planned to leave, but by Su Hongxiu's reminder, they waited a bit longer.
This Heavenly Sword Daozi was right.
Even in the presence of the Green Phoenix Clan, Ban Shan Sect was an entity that could hold discourse; it made no sense for the other party to scare them off without even showing a face.
Both were powers with Unity Realm Stage giants at their helm; there was truly no need to fear to such an extent.
However, after that breathing sound dissipated, the distant treetops grew silent again—the owner of the breath had calmed down, apparently believing this level of intimidation was enough to deter Ban Shan Sect.
Yan Chongzhang did not want to cause trouble for his master.
But if he really just walked away, he feared that upon his return, even his master might deliver a couple of slaps to his face.
