"May I ask how I should address you, young friend?" Motong stepped forward and asked in a fairly polite tone.
"Wei Ye," Wei Ye replied with a smile.
"Wei Ye?" Motong and the others frowned slightly, exchanging glances. From one another's expressions, they could tell that none of them had ever heard this name before.
"Could he be a newly ascended cultivator who has only recently arrived in the Great Thousand, which is why he has no reputation yet?" This thought immediately arose in their minds.
Perhaps that was the most plausible explanation.
Countless thoughts flashed through their minds.
Xuanguang also stepped forward. Billions of strands of divine light faintly bloomed around him as his expression returned to indifference. His voice carried a hint of threat as he said, "Young friend, this is a private matter of our Futur Ancient Clan. I advise you not to meddle."
Motong continued, "We came here under the orders of our clan leader to bring back the daughter of the Futur Ancient Clan's leader and the wife of the Maha Ancient Clan's leader: Qing Yanjing."
"So, young friend, you should think carefully. Give the Futur Ancient Clan and the Maha Ancient Clan some face, lest you delay important matters that none of us can bear the consequences for."
Although Wei Ye looked far from ordinary, they were not afraid. As members of the Futur Ancient Clan, there were truly not many people in this world who could make them fear.
Especially not a mere Spirit Grade Peak.
If they had not been somewhat wary of his background and unwilling to offend him rashly, they would have attacked long ago.
"Cultivation has not come easily for you, young friend. You must have only recently arrived in the Great Thousand, no? There are some matters you