Haotian's expression turned exceedingly grim at those words. These Saints still had the nerve to say that? Hadn't their disciples made it perfectly clear that they had come in the Saints' stead?
The meaning was obvious: the Saints simply had not wanted to attend.
Yet now that they had come, they blamed Haotian for lacking courtesy. Wasn't that making something out of nothing?
"Senior Martial Brothers, this junior brother was negligent. Please take your seats."
Haotian swallowed Zhunti's insult and forced a smile as he led them to their thrones.
Zhunti and the other four sat in the high seats as though it were only natural.
"Haotian, I see that your Heavenly Court is currently short on manpower. If you do not mind, how about I send a few disciples to the Heavenly Court to help you manage it?"
The moment Yuanshi sat down, he could not wait to say this to Haotian.
"Then I need not trouble Senior Martial Brother with such concern. After this banquet, the Heavenly Court will naturally recruit enough people."
Back outside Zixiao Palace, when he had begged them for help, none of them had paid him any attention. Now they wanted to come and reap the benefits? Haotian was unwilling.
Haotian did not even need to open his eyes to know that Yuanshi wanted to plant spies in the Heavenly Court and make his life difficult.
"Haotian, that is not right. The Heavenly Court concerns the operation of the Three Realms. If you do not establish it soon, will you be able to bear it when the teacher sends down punishment?"
Zhunti narrowed his eyes and continued along Yuanshi's line of argument.
"Look at how many capable people there are in our Western Lands. They would be more than enough to help you manage