Among all the faces crowding around him, some were familiar, some strange. The familiar faces had changed somewhat under the tempering of more than thirty years, while even the unfamiliar ones carried a sense of déjà vu in their brows. It was the resonance and closeness of shared blood.
This was the first time Zhang Tie had heard anyone call him Grandpa. There were quite a few of them, both men and women.
Zhang Tie swept his gaze across those eager, excited faces. A smile appeared on his face. Without saying anything more, he merely nodded to everyone and said calmly, "You've all worked hard..."
"It's good that you're back..." Yan Feiqing wiped away her tears, reined in her emotions, and looked at the tens of thousands of Knights gathered around them. She said to the people of Golden Crow Hall and Iron Dragon Sect, "The Sect Master has returned. Whatever we have to say, let's go back first!"
Seeing Zhang Tie again, everyone had a thousand words in their hearts, but this truly was not the place to bare their hearts to one another.
"Yes, yes, yes, let's go back and talk. Go back and talk..." Zhang Yang wiped at his slightly reddened eyes and nodded as well.
Since Yan Feiqing and Zhang Yang had spoken, the others from Golden Crow Hall and Iron Dragon Sect naturally complied.
Zhang Tie took a deep breath. This was not yet the time for him to stop. There were many matters that had to be handled at once; they could not wait until tomorrow.
Zhang Tie's expression turned grave as he looked at Mountain-Bearing True Person. "Brother Mountain-Bearing, arrange for people to take into custody each and every Knight from the three major sects below. Once the mysterious ice on them melts,