The President of Feng Yan Union

Jin Buhuan didn't even dare to breathe loudly as he felt the young man's gaze on him. He felt defeated.

"I've seen the recent status of the union's business. You've done well." said the young man indifferently. He finally spoke.

"Thank you, President." Jin Buhuan felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders and he let out a long sigh.

So this young man was actually the president of Feng Yan Union. No wonder Jin Buhuan was so nervous. Feng Yan Union knew everything. Even major sects didn't dare to offend Feng Yan Union. How strong were their power and influence? And how strong was this young man?

"Sit. I've instructed for you to come back this time because I want to ask about the matter of the Cang Yuan Sword." The young man continued.

Jin Buhuan was about to sit down when cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He almost fell to the ground.