When the middle-aged man heard this, he nodded slightly and did not say anything else. He put down the brush in his hand.
"Have a seat."
"Thank you for the seat, Great Elder." Han Zhao bowed respectfully.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Liang Yan. You're not a disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect. Just call me senior." Liang Yan chuckled.
"Yes, Senior Liang," Han Zhao replied.
"I called you here today because I hope you can help the Heavenly Profound Sect. Of course, I won't let you work for nothing," Liang Yan said.
"Senior, please enlighten me. If it's within my capabilities, I will definitely do my best." Han Zhao did not agree directly. After all, it was probably not easy for a perfected Seven Fiend Martial Saint to ask him for help.
"If Tianqi is in danger in the trial, I hope you can save his life!" Liang Yan said seriously.