Imperial City, within the tea house!
Three masked figures sit quietly in a corner, revealing only sharply defined jawlines.
They leisurely sip their Spirit Tea, surrounded by the discussions of nearby cultivators.
Zhou Qing never expected that, even half a year later, everyone would still be enthusiastically talking about the bloodstained battle in the Ancient Beast Wilderness.
Especially concerning the Nangong Family's elder ancestor, who had long since personally arrived at the Imperial City.
However, not for revenge, but to publicly declare that everything was due to the arrogance and conceit of their clan member, Nangong Xiao.
Wishing for bygones with Mr. Ji, even offering the position of guest elder and more.
This lofty rhetoric, let alone Zhou Qing, even the most naive cultivators in the tea house sniffed at it.
Twenty-five Divinity Transformation Perfection blood debts cannot be dismissed with a mere "misunderstanding."
