Outside the Myriad Poison Sect.
Fan Nanxing stood with his hands behind his back, the aura of a powerful Gang Jin expert blatantly dominant and overwhelming.
Meanwhile, Xiao Chen stood beside him in clean, white clothes, quiet and still, his eyes like stars, revealing a depth and indifference beyond his years.
At that moment, the three Elders appeared together, with a group of sword-wielding disciples exuding an aggressive demeanor following behind them.
"Who's causing this commotion here?"
The First Elder knowingly asked, though he was clearly feigning ignorance.
With his hands still behind his back, Fan Nanxing coldly replied, "I've already mentioned it once; no need to repeat myself, right?"
"So it's Chairman Fan. Forgive the oversight, forgive the oversight! Since the two of you have traveled from afar, how about we discuss the matters inside?"
The First Elder maintained his composure, making a welcoming gesture.
Fan Nanxing hesitated slightly.
