Hiss!
Mo Gate Sect Leader, please let the unruly elder enter the hall for a discussion!
Everyone's eyes went wide with disbelief.
"Supervisor, he is..." Luo Fan began with dissatisfaction, but was glared at by the golden-clothed supervisor beside him, "This is the order of the Sect Leader."
"Yes." Clenching his fists, Luo Fan looked unwilling.
"Kid, let's go." Strutting at the front, the unruly elder led the way as Ye Wudao followed excitedly, carrying the coffin.
"Let's go too!" Just as the seven Kunlun Saint Sons prepared to enter, they were stopped by the golden-clothed supervisor, "Kunlun's men are strictly forbidden to step into the Mo Gate Grand Hall!"
The seven Saint Sons looked at each other in dismay.
...
Mo Gate Grand Hall.
A majestic ancient black structure, with golden tiles and black stones, two huge black dragon statues at the door, so lifelike they seemed real, exuding a powerful oppressive aura.
