"Yes, disciple understands."
Qi Tian responded, then silently retreated.
...
Tianmen World, within a mysterious and incomparably ancient palace.
The young man in white from Xuanbing Pavilion was currently standing on an open ground, his face somewhat pale. Clearly, Qi Tian's refusal left him feeling a bit desperate.
"Pavilion Master, the Qi Family has already refused our request."
At this moment, a middle-aged man in black entered, his face carrying a hint of seriousness.
"Refused?"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the young man's face instantly turned grim.
"Yes, the Qi Family has made it clear that they won't assist us."
The middle-aged man spoke again, a trace of bitterness in his voice.
"What should we do now?"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the young man's face grew even grimmer.
Though the strength of Xuanbing Pavilion was not weak, compared to the Luo Family of Qingshi City, it was still quite lacking.