Hearing Xu Bubai's words, the elders of the various sects seated in the audience exchanged meaningful glances and looked not far toward Su Bei.
With his handsome brows, clear eyes, and a bearing as grand as embracing the sun and moon, just standing there gave him an air of effortless detachment.
Mo Xingjian, the Third Elder of the Sword Sect, stroked his beard with a smile. This disciple had truly brought him honor!
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