Once the grand hall of Purple Mist Valley's Sect, now thirty-nine individuals sat here.
Blue Star sat in the Sect Master's seat with Liu Yinzhu and Sang Yuhe seated on either side.
Below them were Qin Qingshan, Yan Mei, Guan Pou, Mo Huaping, Shen Jiankai, Chen Ding, and other disciples.
Even Lao Liu had managed to secure a spot, sitting close by Blue Star's side.
Concerning Blue Star's succession as Sect Master, Qin Qingshan and the others tacitly approved; the former Sect Master had already regarded Blue Star as the Young Sect Master.
Blue Star's gaze swept over everyone, and he slowly said,
"Everyone here was once a disciple, elder, or steward of Purple Mist Valley. Under the rule of incompetent leaders, Purple Mist Valley crumbled to dust.
It's safe to say that if not for Elder Liu and I arriving in time, it would have been difficult for even one in ten seated here to survive."
Blue Star's words were harsh, but no one found them grating.