"I..." Xiaoo Meng started to answer out of habit, then her expression changed dramatically:
"Sect Leader!"
"You are in your prime! The Sword Sect is destined to prosper in your hands. How could any of us be worthy of succeeding you as Sect Leader?"
"That's right." Gan Shuyun, who could be described as Zhu Ju's number one fan, couldn't hide her excitement at seeing him again after so many years. But upon hearing he was leaving, she couldn't help but exclaim anxiously:
"Sect Leader, the Sword Sect can't be without you!"
"That's right!"
"Sect Leader, if you leave, what will become of us?"
"The Sword Sect cannot be without its Sect Leader!"
"..."
The hall instantly erupted into chaos.
"Enough!" Zhu Ju's expression darkened. An invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall, and the clamor ceased abruptly.
"My mind is made up. The position of Sect Leader of the Sword Sect will be filled by Xiaoo Meng from now on, unless you have a better candidate."
"As for me..."
