"So it's the Sect Leader Shi Qian of the Thief Sect. I pay my respects. This sedative seems to be unique to your Thief Sect, doesn't it? What's going on here?" The Elder Lama put his hands together in a gesture of greeting, speaking with a faint smile. Yet, there was an invisible pressure in his manner, as he stared unblinkingly at Shi Qian with a hint of questioning.
"Master, please forgive me. Our sect is unfortunate, as my Martial Uncle defected and established the Twin Gate. I'm here to settle the score, and I hope for your understanding." Shi Qian explained with a bitter smile.
