The Great Elder smiled and said, "Do not forget, the branch of the Li Tian Clan in Daxia's central part was also destroyed by him. Our enmity with him is no less than that of the Menghu Army."
Tore cast his gaze at the thirty people behind him.
The thirty people looked at each other. Three seconds later, someone nodded, and ten seconds later, everyone nodded.
"Pleasure working with you!" The Great Elder slowly stood up.
Tore slowly reached out and gently shook hands with the Great Elder.
Then, thirty-one people turned around and left the Divine Temple.
The Great Elder raised his gaze and watched these people leave.
The storm deliberately stirred up by Lin Xiaosu thus dissipated into nothingness.
This was not the Great Elder's idea; it was the Left Envoy's scheme.
If Lin Xiaosu had a game of strategy with this Left Envoy he never met, then, theoretically, the Left Envoy won the first round completely.
Why?
Because the conflict Lin Xiaosu wanted to ignite did not ignite.
