Disregard

The one standing right in front of the other group was naturally the clan lord of Li Clan, Li Zhentian. The gaze of this man was filled with extreme sharpness as he turned it in the direction of Zong Yi. His gaze also took in the doyens, the elders, as well as the person behind them, Qin Wentian. “Is this the Sword Son of your Zong Clan?”

As the sound of his voice faded, the members from the younger generation of the Li Clan all shifted over to Qin Wentian.

Seeing how close this young man was standing next to Zong Yi, his status shouldn’t be ordinary. There was a high possibility that he might be the Sword Son Zong Yi selected to participate in the battle to control the rights to the sword range.