Disappointed

As for Ling Chuxi's eyes, a trace of disappointment also quietly appeared. She was the only one who knew what she was disappointed about.

The scenery in the inner garden was even more serene and elegant. Two old men had already taken their seats. One of them had a cold face and was full of killing intent. The other was dressed in luxurious clothes and looked indifferent. More than a dozen men and women with calm auras stood behind the two. One look and one could tell that they were not weak.

If Ling Chuxi did not guess wrong, these two people should be the sect master of the killing flow and the clan leader of the ten square Ridge Zhuang family.

"Greetings, Lord Qi and Lord Zhuang." As expected, han Shilin and the others saluted the two of them as soon as they saw them.

The two of them nodded slightly but did not say anything.