"Greetings to the Elder and the Saint Heir."
As the two descended, many servants quickly approached, kneeling to the ground.
"Hahaha, Master, Junior Brother, you're back," Chi Zhonglin's excited voice came from the distant palace, and his figure quickly ran over.
"Second Senior Brother."
Zhong Lin greeted with a smile.
Chi Zhonglin excitedly grabbed Zhong Lin's arm and exclaimed, "Junior Brother, you're amazing, the Sixth Saint Heir! From now on, our Sword Pavilion not only has two Kings but also two Saint Heirs. In the future, I can walk sideways when I go out."
"Walking sideways, do you want to be a crab?"
Xi Xuan's face darkened, slapping the back of Chi Zhonglin's head displeasedly, "I've accepted three disciples, and only you are useless. It's truly embarrassing to mention, and I've almost lost my lifelong reputation because of you. If only I could expel you from the sect."
