Li Lao San raised his hand to pat his cheek, and when he turned his head, he had reverted to his honest appearance, smiling at everyone as Dongfang Hexuan happened to come over, looking at the Divine Martial Mansion crowd, and said slowly:
"Anfeng he..."
Li San put away the waist saber, the fierce and violent expression on his face during the battle vanished, as if he were just a honest, short middle-aged man, he clasped his hands and saluted respectfully, saying:
"Old senior, don't worry. The Mansion Master just sent a message back, there is an urgent matter that requires him to return to the Central Plains, and he asked me... his subordinate to apologize to you, after which the Mansion Master will personally request your pardon."
"But by the looks of it, the old thief from the Flying Spirit Sect should have already been defeated by the Mansion Master."
