As the voice of Xuan Tianji faded, a red-bearded Old Man braced himself and stood up.
Lowering his head, he lost the last shred of his usual arrogance, and his voice was much quieter than before: "Sect Master, this trip to Lieyang Peak... sigh! Absolutely nothing! This old man has failed the sect!"
The two Direct Disciples standing behind him with bruised and swollen faces wished they could bury their heads in their crotches.
Chapter 52