Early the next morning, the enclosures outside the main hall's royal chambers were filled with about sixty people, all key figures from the Qiao Family, with the least ranked being ordinary Elders.
All three Chief Elders were present, along with Lei Yao and her disciple, as well as Manager Kang, who wore a cast on his arm hanging from his neck, his face somewhat embarrassed.
However, thinking how even Yu Xinghai had been humiliated under Ling Fan's hand, and his direct disciple had been crippled, he felt quite balanced at heart.
Feng Liangbi was vaguely excited, still immersed in yesterday's cultivation enlightenment about the sword art. The flawless version of the Tri-Element Sword Technique that Ling Fan had given him was countless times more perfect than his previous sword art.
