A Token of Sincerity

Sun Zimei was completely dumbfounded.

He had never seen anyone so shameless before.

It made him feel utterly miserable.

Hadn't he made so many preparations and pulled so many strings behind the scenes just to make Yi Feng unable to hold his head up?

It felt like throwing a punch into cotton.

And so, he watched Yi Feng leave with a beaming smile all the way.

"Hmph!"

"Let's go!"

Sun Zimei's face twitched as he left with a dark expression.

After returning to the Elders' Hall, he had barely taken a seat when a servant came to report.

"Reporting to the Great Elder, elders from more than thirty sects, including Tiansen Gate, Baixin Sect, Luori Temple, Tianren Gate... have requested an audience."

The servant knelt on the ground and hurriedly reported.

"What?"

Sun Zimei, whose mind had still been occupied with how to deal with Yi Feng, sprang to his feet at the news.

His face was filled with disbelief.

Tiansen Gate, Baixin Sect, Luori Temple?

Elders from more than thirty sects wanted to see him?

What was going on?

Sun Zimei immediately became uneasy and tense.

Leaving aside their numbers, sects like Luori Temple and Tiansen Gate were both Lower Sects of the Tianba Sect, yet their overall strength far surpassed that of the Hundred Refining Sect.

They could even be said to be on entirely different levels.

Yet now they had all come to the Hundred Refining Sect and requested an audience. What exactly did they want?

Sun Zimei hurriedly summoned the other elders.

Then, with uneasy hearts, the group hurried toward the Reception Hall.

When they arrived at the Reception Hall, they indeed found thirty or forty elders from different sects already waiting there.

"Hahaha, Sun Zimei greets you all, esteemed elders."

Sun Zimei forced himself to