Greetings, Lord Deity
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
This sudden action attracted everyone's attention. No one knew who this young man who suddenly barged in was. With a command from Ku Muhai, a few Perfected Immortal disciples instantly walked out from the side.
"Sir, I'm sorry." A disciple said politely and was about to attack. He really wanted to throw Ye Qiu out.
Seeing such a situation, Ye Qiu didn't say anything and silently lowered his head. Those who were familiar with him should be able to tell that he was suppressing his anger.
Ye Qiu looked up at the gray-robed old man above and a trace of anger flashed across his eyes. He was about to flare up.
At this moment, Qi Huan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke. "Wait a minute."
"Hmm?" Seeing him stand up, Ku Muhai was puzzled. He thought to himself, Could it be that Qi Huan wants to speak up for this small new disciple?
Confused, Ku Muhai Sea said gloomily, "Senior Brother Qi, what do you mean?"