Sharp Sword Sect, when the strongmen from the Sharp Sword Sect such as Huang Shulang gathered once again, Huang Shulang felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.
This feeling stemmed entirely from the writings fluttering in the sky. Although those words had been floating for quite some time, his heart remained as delighted as when he first saw them.
"Greetings, Senior Brother!" After Lin Qifan emerged from behind, Huang Shulang and the others quickly saluted Lin Qifan.
At this moment, Lin Qifan's demeanor was much improved compared to before. Although Zheng Ming was still blocking the mountain gate of the Sharp Sword Sect, it was believed that this great figure would soon have no face to continue staying there.
"No need for excessive courtesy, junior brothers!" Lin Qifan gently waved his sleeve, a smile flickering in his eyes.
