492 Facing Ten Half-step Martial Marquises!

Someone who could make Yan Sihai and the others so nervous was definitely not an ordinary person.

Xia Hang walked forward quickly and said with an embarrassed smile, "Grand Secretary, why are you here..." 

The man who was called the Grand Secretary glanced at Xia Hang and said coldly, "Does the Jingdu Martial Arts Association really think that they are the officials?" 

Xia Hang's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "I absolutely don't have that intention. You've misunderstood..." 

The Grand Secretary immediately slapped the table fiercely and berated, "Who told you to go to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion?" 

Xia Hang smiled embarrassedly and said, "It wasn't us who did it. It was the Saint Confucian Sect. It has nothing to do with us..."