The True Saint!

Seeing this elderly man, Holy Lord Si smiled and said, "A mere junior is not worth mentioning."

"From what Holy Lord is saying, does Holy Lord intend to let him go?" someone asked.

Holy Lord Si didn't answer this question and just looked in Qin Yu's direction.

His eyes were cold, and he had already made his stand clear.

However, Holy Holy Si didn't have any intention of attacking. He just casually glanced at him.

Qin Yu naturally felt this chill. He took a deep breath, and his expression was slightly nervous.

Although it was only a clone and it was alright to lose it, Qin Yu was reluctant to "die" here so soon.

The purpose of this trip here was to listen to the views of the nine great aristocratic families on the Chaos Grave. If he died here, it would be a loss.

Fortunately, Holy Lord Si did not pay attention to Qin Yu. He sat with the others and seemed to be discussing something.