This man possessed an immensely powerful presence. He was the one overseeing the Grand Sect Battlefield, imposing without anger. Though he had not uttered a word, no one on all of "Grand Sect Mountain" dared to act out of line.
Occasionally, someone would raise their head to glance this way, their eyes likewise filled with reverence.
"Brother."
At that moment, someone called from behind, their voice carrying a measure of respect.
"Sit," said the white-browed man.
"Mm."
Two people arrived behind the white-browed man and seated themselves to his left and right.
They were none other than Third Vein Master Lin Xiaoyun and Seventh Vein Master Lin Wuyi.
One wore green, the other purple, and neither looked particularly pleased.
"Just came from the Myriad Swords Divine Mausoleum?"
The white-browed man watched the children battling on the Grand Sect Battlefield. As he spoke, he did not spare the two of them a glance.
"Yes! Brother, do you know about Lin Mu's son?" Lin Xiaoyun asked.
The white-browed man did not answer. Instead, he raised his head and gestured for Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Wuyi to look toward the "genealogy."
Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Wuyi immediately saw names such as Lin Feng and Jiang Feiling.
"Hehe, quite the arrangement. One wife and two concubines, all of them outsiders. Three generations of one family, every last one shameless. There are so many fine girls in the Lin Clan, yet each of them insists on picking wildflowers and weeds. They ruined the Second Sword Vein to this extent, and they still flaunt it so openly. Do they truly not know what shame is?"
Seventh Vein Master Lin Wuyi sneered. The disgust on her face was nearly surging out of her features like a tide.
Lin Xiaoyun shook his head as well. He sighed, then