Spear King Grandmaster Sun Xiao Jun led this trip. By rights, Wei Yu belonged to Phoenix Purity Hall; with him captured by the Zhou Prince's Mansion, they ought to have been pleased.
But at the thought of the news that had recently come from the Zhou Prince's Mansion—Thousand Hands Divine Lord Red Flower Daoist—their hearts grew even heavier, and the atmosphere became all the more oppressive.
"It was Thousand Hands Divine Lord himself who made the move," Chen Shu added.
Sun Xiao Jun's brow furrowed more deeply.
He said nothing. The others all took their lead from him, so naturally none of them spoke either. They all waited for him to state his position.
Sun Xiao Jun had long passed seventy, yet his vigorous blood and qi were no different from a young man's. Seated in the place of honor without saying a word, he faintly exuded a repressive, weighty aura that made the Attendants present feel stifled in their chests.
"Do not concern yourselves with him. Do not lightly provoke a conflict with the Zhou Prince's Mansion, but there is no need to fear trouble either."
After a moment, he spoke slowly.
"Understood." The Attendants answered one after another.
They were all clear-minded people. If they had not joined Nine Flowers Hall for the sake of having someone at court to make matters easier, or for that exceedingly generous salary, who would have come running all the way here to serve the imperial court?
Thus, though they had come together to serve, there was no need to throw away their lives for wealth, status, and riches.
Sun Xiao Jun understood this as well. Nine Flowers Hall possessed formidable power and was in fact much stronger than Phoenix Purity Hall, yet from beginning to end, the two sides had merely