The Heavenly Seal Sword Master, the Venerable Leader of the Three Sects, a revered Immortal of a thousand years, was surprisingly berated publicly by a junior, leaving him utterly humiliated.
The Thirteen Swords, kneeling on the ground, shuddered violently, not daring to look at the Sect Master's terrifying expression, instead lowering their heads deeply.
Sword Master Yu, surprisingly angry yet laughing, his face impossible to read in terms of joy or anger, only his eyes harbored a deep, oppressive darkness.
He slowly narrowed his eyes, his tone carrying a hint of danger:
"Considering you are a junior and have just resolved Tianxi's crisis, I have tolerated your continual provocation and rudeness, but I am not a Saint, my patience has its limits."
Yun Rong struggled fiercely, attempting to break free from Baili An's grip.
Yet the strength in the hand grasping her wrist was so powerful as if welded on, causing her intense pain.
