Several He family disciples were bursting with excitement, their faces flushed with agitation. Some even had the urge to fly off to Jinling right then and there.
"Thank you, Patriarch!"
The group immediately turned to leave, but just as they were about to move, a flash of cold light swept across their necks. A figure appeared in the hall, holding a long sword, his face etched with a trace of disdain.
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