The Martial World Is Not a Lawless Land

Mo Qingfeng did not argue with the sect elders. To him, sending a message and helping to put in a few good words was already enough. If it was to offend someone for Su Wen, it would not be worth it.

Another sect elder looked at Mo Qingfeng before speaking out.

"Qingfeng, how about you? You're still young. Although our martial sects are under the Great Zhou, we don't have to listen to the court like the officials and the common people. It's best if we each live our own separate lives. This is especially so for our Taihao Palace, if we get too close to the people in the court and get slapped by them, our reputation will be ruined!"

His tone also became much gentler.

After all, Mo Qingfeng was one of the sect's most outstanding geniuses. His strength had greatly increased, making him a cornerstone of the sect. There was no need to offend him.

Mo Qingfeng sighed secretly. He disapproved in his heart, but on the surface, he remained respectful.