Zhe Wanqian snorted disdainfully, then looked at Zhe Shixun and said, "Come with me!"
"..."
Zhe Wanqian was a Tier Two Sword Venerable, his cultivation unfathomably deep! Everyone's vision blurred, and he was gone. Vanishing along with him was Zhe Shixun, the City Lord of Seven-colored City from a branch of the Zhe Family.
Inside the meeting hall, many of the Sword Emperor powerhouses couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads. They rose to their feet in unison and bowed to Zhe Shiwei. "Thank you, Patriarch!"
Of course, there were also a dozen or so Sword Emperor powerhouses who hadn't clamored to leave with the ancestor, Zhe Wanqian. They had only remained out of respect for the Patriarch, Zhe Shiwei; otherwise, they would have stormed off long ago.
