The buzzing sound, like mosquitoes, was deeply irritating.
Zhang Jiadi suddenly turned his head and glared fiercely.
The aura of a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator erupted instantly.
"Silence!"
Everyone was stunned.
Over the years, Zhang Jiadi had been harmonious and gentle—less strict even than Wen Xiu. They had almost forgotten that the Family Head was the one with the highest cultivation level in the Zhang Family.
Zhang Jiadi's gaze was like a blazing torch, sweeping across the room.
"Soon there may be a great battle; life and death can be decided in an instant. Our Zhang Family is a vassal of Elder Qingyang. We must advance and retreat together."
"I do not want to hear any more discouraging words."
"Anyone who defies my orders shall be executed! Anyone who flees in the face of battle shall also be executed!"
Some individuals with hidden intentions visibly paled.
