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In the residence of the Qingyuan Sect's Sect Leader, Liu Xun was meeting with guests. Seated before him were several imposing Foundation Establishment Cultivators. In terms of appearance, every single one of them seemed much older than Liu Xun.
But in Liu Xun's presence, they all wore ingratiating smiles. Whenever he spoke, they would all nod in fervent agreement.
"Sect Leader Zhang, you're aware of the alliance we're forming. And yet, your disciples have still been harassing neighboring powers recently. At a critical juncture like this, aren't you just embarrassing me, the Qingyuan Sect, and the Sect Leader?"
Having been singled out by Liu Xun, Sect Leader Zhang's face instantly paled. He opened his mouth to protest:
"A misunderstanding! It's a complete misunderstanding! They're just young and hot-blooded. They got into a few arguments, and things got physical in the heat of the moment. That's all. How could you call that harassment?
