A small secret society, huh? Enjoy the moment in the spotlight, and don't dwell on other matters.
It was evening.
In the headquarters of the Twilight Sect, an architecture that fused the beauty of natural scenery with modern technology, the Spiritual Venerable of the Twilight Sect was leisurely admiring the moon in the back garden.
Beside him, a spirit-soothing device emitting a gentle blue glow was continuously releasing waves of a spiritual frequency that made one feel relaxed and happy.
Even so, the people who barged in soon after couldn't hide the anxiety and unease on their faces.
"Spiritual Venerable, the Drifting House has issued an ultimatum. They said if we don't submit, they'll take action against us."
The Spiritual Venerable felt helpless.
Submit? How could he submit?
