Seeing the Sect's Upper Echelons

When Dai Bufan woke up again, he saw Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou, and the Xiantian Daoist squatting on the ground with their heads pressed together as they stared at him. That confirmed that everything just now had not been a dream.

"Senior Brother Dai, you're finally awake."

"Don't call me Senior Brother. I don't dare have you as my junior brother." Dai Bufan got to his feet and stared gloomily at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, those two little bastards.

I told you to go out and select a few disciples, and look what you did. You actually brought the patriarch back.

Dai Bufan had always been known for his composure and calmness. Otherwise, he could never have managed the Mission Hall and its vast intelligence network.

But ever since he had met Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, he felt that his emotional fluctuations had increased dramatically.

Even now, his head was still spinning.

"Come on, Senior Brother Dai. Let me help you up." Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou supported Dai Bufan from either side and helped him sit back down in the chair.

"Are you really the legendary patriarch, the Xiantian Daoist who got lost?" Dai Bufan still found it impossible to believe.

Although Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou had never lied to him, this matter concerned the patriarch, after all. They absolutely could not afford to get it wrong.

After the Xiantian Daoist had crippled his cultivation and started over, his appearance had changed drastically. He no longer matched the statue of the patriarch left behind by the Ask Dao Sect.

The Xiantian Daoist waved his hand awkwardly. "Calling me legendary is an exaggeration. My Dao title is indeed the Xiantian Daoist, but unfortunately, my identity token was destroyed in a battle not long ago."

"A battle not