Arrived at Xianlai Island

In the main hall of the Cloud Mist Sect, there was an old man dressed in white with a sword at his waist.

Although he looked old, judging from his temperament, it was clear that this person had an imposing aura even when he was young.

Chen Chiran held the sword at his waist and looked at the mirror in his hand.

There was a message from his daughter in the mirror.

When he saw that his eldest grandson had been beaten, Chen Chiran flew into a rage.

He slapped the guard who was serving him!

The guard was also at a loss. Why did he get slapped!

The latest message in the mirror said that the group of people who had injured his eldest grandson was currently heading to Xianlai Island.

Chen Chiran waved his hand and called the elders of the sect over.

He told the elders that he was going out.