Inside the chieftain’s massive tent, a portly cultivator sat in the seat of honor, surrounded by members of the Han Clan Tribe. The chieftain of the Han Clan Tribe wore a fawning smile as he raised his wine cup and spoke:
"Protector Kong! It’s been a few years, and your cultivation has truly become even more profound! I suspect you’ve already reached the peak of the Seventh Realm, haven't you?"
As he finished speaking, several boisterous voices suddenly rang out in the tent, causing the air to tremble slightly.
Chapter 588