This was an elderly man, clad in a purple-gold robe, with a face that radiated kindness and benevolence, instantly signaling that he was not a bad person. He had white hair that fell to his chest and a white beard, his complexion was rosy, but his face was lined with wrinkles, clearly indicating his advanced age.
After his arrival, the elderly man remained silently stationary, but his presence alone was felt so palpably that it made others forget his age and regard him as a true powerhouse.
"Have you come to make a forceful stand?" Xu Fan looked at the elderly man indifferently and asked in a nonchalant tone.
"You misunderstand."
The elderly man caressed his beard and said with a smile, "Young friend, there's no need for hostility towards me, I have no connection with the Black Blade Organization. In fact, if you hadn't taken action, it might have been me. As for this rabble of foreign invaders..."
