In the main hall of the Shangguan Clan, Jiang Hao stood in the center. The people around him didn't dare to sit down.
Even Shangguan Qicheng only dared to stand in front of him and speak with his head lowered.
Everyone was terrified of the person at the front.
Jiang Hao remained calm. The people looked at him in admiration.
"Fellow Disciple, please take a seat." Shangguan Qicheng gestured to him.
He let Jiang Hao sit at the top.
Shangguan Qingsu was shocked.
He didn't seem so smug anymore.
It was the first time she had seen Shangguan Qicheng so humble, and she was filled with many emotions.
When she was young, Shangguan Qicheng had been stubborn and intimidating.
But, at that moment, he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak too loudly.
People aged like that. It sometimes seemed like just an instant.
Jiang Hao was posing as Smiling San Sheng, so he obviously wasn't very polite.