Wang Que abruptly turned around.
In the night, an old man in a golden robe, with the bearing of an immortal and bones of the Dao, had somehow approached from afar.
At the center of his brow was a silver vertical eye, strange and terrifying.
A middle-aged man in an ink-black robe followed at his side.
"Brother Xie! What brings you here?"
Inside the great hall, the white-haired old man immediately rose and led the Wang Family's prominent figures out to greet them, each paying respects to the middle-aged man in black.
"Que'er, restrain yourself. That man in the ink-colored robe is Xie Yunchuan, the Supreme Elder of the Azure Thunder Divine Sect, the right-hand man of your Eldest Senior Brother Bi Mo. His status in the Profound Abyss Alliance is exceedingly high."
Wang Zhongyuan secretly transmitted a warning without changing his expression, afraid that Wang Que would act rashly.
But Wang Que did not even spare Xie Yunchuan a proper glance. His gaze fixed directly upon the golden-robed old man like a drawn sword.
"Great filial son, are you unconvinced?"
The golden-robed old man sneered, openly mocking Wang Que before all the Wang Family's important figures, his contempt laid bare.
The expressions of the crowd varied.
Killing intent flashed through Wang Que's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, his father, Wang Zhongyuan, had already come to his side and transmitted, "Que'er, regardless of whether you hate your father in your heart, do not make trouble right now. Just take it as... I'm begging you."
Wang Que froze and glanced sideways at his father, only to see his brows filled with worry.
His heart churned with a jumble of emotions, leaving a bitter taste in his chest.
At this moment, Xie Yunchuan, the middle-aged man in black, smiled