Upon looking, the middle-aged man was startled.
"A disciple of the Huashan Sect!"
The person who emitted the cold laugh was dressed in a moon-white robe, embroidered with a lone peak that towered into the skies, symbolizing Huashan. This robe was the official attire of the Huashan Sect.
"My young apprentice is naive and reckless with his words. If he has offended you, sir, please, I ask for your forgiveness." The sweat was already beading on the forehead of the Golden Saber Sect Leader as he promptly bowed, trembling with respect.
What was the Huashan Sect? It was a sacred ground of martial arts within the martial arts community! It had a tradition spanning several hundred years, with unfathomable depth, and was filled with experts and strong fighters like clouds in the sky, any of whom could sweep through the martial arts world!