"This matter won't end so simply."
Meng Shanhe's voice was calm, like that of a school teacher, lacking the awe-inspiring authority of someone ranked eighth on the Heavenly List. However, when heard, it possessed an ear-shattering clarity.
This sensation wasn't due to the loudness of his voice but rather because Meng Shanhe's voice carried the impact of a Buddhist Head Strike, causing listeners to feel spiritually enlightened and their thoughts to flow like springs.
Having cultivated the ways of Confucianism and Daoism to such a degree, Meng Shanhe could no longer be simply described by the term 'great grandmaster.'
"Teacher, what do you mean by that? Does the Esoteric Sect still have a chance to reverse the situation?" Zhuge Longsu asked, perplexed.
