"Twelve times." An Elder muttered tiredly.
"Exactly." Elder Chen nodded. "And each time, it's the same story. Every single morning, he rushes to the old man. Even worse, that old man is getting bolder and braver. He's working the brat like a servant."
"If only the old man weren't so strong." The previous elder said what everyone in the grand hall was thinking.
They had once secretly attacked the old man, in hopes of making him disappear quietly from Chaos Haven World. But who would have thought he was a hidden expert?
The old man's Mage Rank was still a mystery to them. That was how powerful he was.
It was fortunate the old man had shown leniency, allowing the Elders who had attacked him to live, and, even more so, allowed their Sect to continue existing.
If it had been anyone else in the old man's shoes, their Sect would have long since disappeared into the annals of history.
