Thousand Azure Saint smiled and cupped his hands toward the patriarchs of the other six ancient clans.
"Long time no see, little friends!"
Thousand Azure Saint had an excellent reputation. As the guardian of the Central Plains, he had maintained fairly good relations with the Ancient Twelve Clans during his time there.
As their elder, back when these patriarchs had still been young prodigies who came to the Central Plains to gain experience, Thousand Azure Saint had never deliberately suppressed them. He would occasionally offer them guidance or lend them a hand.
They could refuse to give Severing Heaven Blade Saint any face, because he had fought his way to where he was. His relationship with the ancient races went no further than a certain "comradeship in battle" with the Ancient Clan elders during the Tunling Clan war three thousand years ago.
But they could not refuse to give Thousand Azure Saint face!
Thousand Azure Saint had been friends with each of their fathers, and he had shown these juniors favor and support as well!
Lei Ying bared his teeth and scratched his head, utterly lacking the bearing of a patriarch, yet his body uncontrollably drifted toward Yang Shan.
After paying his respects to Thousand Azure Saint and Severing Heaven Blade Saint respectively, he silently walked over to Gu Yuan and questioned him in a low voice.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm asking you! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Gu Yuan nearly failed to hold back his laughter.
"I didn't know this brat carried the residual souls of Qing Saint and Uncle Duantian either!"
Lei Ying could not be bothered to say more to Gu Yuan and pulled Yang Shan over in one swift motion.
"Uh, Senior Lei Ying."
"Kid! We may not have met before, but