And the commotion in the hall was still continuing.
"Silence!"
"All this noise, what decorum is this!"
After a brief consideration, the middle-aged cultivator's face darkened, and he shouted sternly.
Upon hearing this, the hall immediately quieted down.
He was the first among the Thousand Waves Sect's mid-stage Golden Core cultivators and was in charge of all sect affairs in the absence of Senior Brother Ren. When he put on a stern face, no one in the hall dared to act out of line.
"Since no decision can be made, let's discuss it another day!"
"Everyone, return to your cultivation!"
The middle-aged cultivator waved his sleeve, then his figure blurred and vanished from the hall.
The Golden Core cultivators in the hall looked at each other in dismay.
Yet the person from Cyan Peak Daoist School who was to exchange positions was about to arrive. Discuss it another day? Where was the time for that?
