Trample on their sects and destroy all orthodoxies!

"What do the higher-ups mean?" Ye Chen's eyes flickered.

Qin Xiaotian could not help but let out a light sigh: "although our country has been developing for the past seventeen years, our top elite warriors can not compete with the eight great sects from the foreign lands. We can not afford to fight at the moment ..."

"So, the higher-ups want you to find a place to hide for the next few days. It's best to wait for three days and then hide in the Ruins of Yin."

"As for Lin city, as long as you don't show your face, the eight major sects won't fall out with China," he said, looking at ye chen.

When he said here, Qin Xiaotian smiled bitterly,""Brother ye, the higher-ups always consider things in a safe way. I hope you don't hold a grudge."

"What are the eight great sects?"

"What kind of powerhouses are there?" ye chen interrupted him.