Damn it, just over a hundred people, in previous years this wouldn't even compare to a mosquito leg.
Even though he had expected this, when it actually happened, Xiahou Jie still felt exceptionally anxious.
Not even one of the ten Sect Elders had any desire to descend the mountain; each claimed they were busy and refrained from presiding over the matter.
It's truly too embarrassing to show face.
Before he could finish brooding, a streak of light flashed in from outside. A disciple flew directly into the Sect hall with sword control.
Xiahou Jie's face darkened instantly, and a fire of anger burst in his heart.
Great! Outsiders giving me trouble wasn't enough, now these Sect disciples dare to use sword control inside the Sect too.
Just as he was about to reprimand, the disciple jumped off the flying sword in a panic, looking flustered.
"Sect Leader, Han Yu has come to cause trouble for you."
What's come to cause trouble?
