Elder Hong was rebuked for a while, and his face was starting to hang a little awkwardly.
Damn it, he had kindly been thinking up a solution for them.
Even if they disagreed, there was no need to choke themselves with their own words!
Otherwise, what could they do? Did they still want to take Lin Heng's head from amid ten thousand troops?
Did they think they were courage wrapped head to toe?
Elder Hong stewed in sullen anger, not daring to refute, and could only fall silent.
Just as the atmosphere grew slightly off, a sudden cry of alarm broke the balance.
A young man barged in recklessly.
The various clan elder-level existences all cast their gazes over, looking faintly displeased.
Whose junior was this, so rash and reckless? Did he not know the seniors were discussing important matters?
The Qi Clan elder turned his head to look, instantly feeling embarrassed as he said, "What is it?"
"Clan Elder, this is bad! Our home got stolen!"
"Such a small matter is worth..." The Qi Clan elder's mouth moved too fast, so by the time his brain finished processing the information, it was already too late.
"(?｀?Д?′) What? Our home got stolen? Who stole it... the Heavenly Mystery Imperial Office or the Old Lin Family?"
"Not sure. The other side is flying some Nine Dust Alliance banner. The elders and the others are about to be unable to hold on, and the mountain-protecting Grand Formation won't last much longer."
"Clan Elder, hurry back to reinforce them!"
The Qi Clan elder's expression changed again and again, a trace of tension and gravity on his face as he looked at the others and said, "Fellow Daoists, please lend my Qi Clan a hand and drive out the foreign enemies... once our ancestor