"Chief Hong's feelings, I, Xu Mou, can understand. Let's make an exception for this matter."
After saying this, Xu Xing waved his hand, indicating to Hong De, who was standing before him to apologize, to retake his High Seat.
Hong De showed a troubled expression, but seeing Xu Xing's increasingly indifferent face, he shivered and obediently returned to his High Seat.
Once again, the Great Hall fell into silence.
After everyone meditated for a day, the Cultivators from the Butian Sect and Zuoqiu Clan who had been sent out to capture Gan Yi and Hong Chuan returned to the Great Hall.
Behind them was a beautiful woman leading a five or six-year-old boy.
"Fortunately, we succeeded in our mission. We intercepted Gan Yi and her son as they were trying to escape to Phoenix Mountain," Tan Shan said.
"Please spare the lives of my son and me, Master Xu. We shall forever be indebted…"
