Million Sword Hall.
The peak lords sat in front of Qing Yang Zi, wondering what it was all about.
Qing Yang Zi had a letter in his hand and said, "There's an urgent mission from the general at the western front.
"They need assistance with formation arrays to ward off the demonic beast hordes.
"Ming Ye, bring your senior disciples and render assistance as soon as possible."
Han Dang immediately stood up and said, "Sect master, our weapons from the Artifact Peak can help as much. I don't think this should be entrusted to Zhao Ming Ye."
"I've had enough of you!" Zhao Ming Ye stood up and pointed at Han Dang.
"Stop it. This is urgent and non-negotiable. If Qing Feng sect wants to stay the top sect in Quan Dynasty, we had better help."
Tan Fei sat quietly, sipping his tea.
Seeing how Han Dang was his normal self, fighting for the chance with Zhao Ming Ye, he was convinced the urgent mission was real.
This was his chance.