1509 Empire Alliance

"But…" Sword Saint Meng exclaimed in agitation

If Zhang Xuan was truly their son, would they still be able to protect him now that the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters had chosen to officially intervene in this matter?

"Calm down, dear. For the time being, we should try to find Zhang Xuan as quickly as possible. As long as we can get to him before the Master Teacher Pavilion, in deference of our standing, there might still be some room for reconciliation," Sword Saint Xing said as he grabbed his wife's hand and squeezed it to reassure her.

"Un, you're right." Sword Saint Meng took in a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Reverting back to her usual decisive and valiant self, she nodded. "If he's really my son, even if the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters get involved, they will have to step over my dead body to get to him!"