"Just what I would expect of Senior Brother Liu."
Watching the calm, unruffled Liu Yu out of the corner of his eye, Yan Kai had that thought flash through his mind.
Facing the approaching cultivators of the Wei Household, he tightened his grip on his magical artifact, feeling somewhat nervous.
Yet seeing Liu Yu's composure, he somehow relaxed considerably.
Nearly two hundred Qi Refining cultivators approached in orderly ranks, all dressed in black-and-white traditional robes. They truly carried the bearing of a cultivator army.
Yan Kai, Xiao Chong, and the others grew solemn and secretly raised their guard.
If a Foundation Establishment cultivator fell under siege by dozens of Qi Refining cultivators and failed to break out promptly, there was still a chance of dying.
Before the gap in "quality" grew large enough, "quantity" could still bridge it.
"I am Wei Guangzheng. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Qing Yang!"
"A momentary lapse in judgment led me to slight you all from the Primordial Yang Sect. I hope you will forgive me."
"The betrayal of the Alliance by the White Cloud Temple and the other three sects was an act of utter treachery. As the White Cloud Temple's lackeys, the White Household had long acted against all justice. Their eradication by you gentlemen of the Primordial Yang Sect was the inevitable tide of events."
"I am willing to lead the Wei Household's cultivators under your command, Fellow Daoist Qing Yang!"
"Whatever your orders, we will spare no effort!"
Wei Guangzheng stopped three zhang away, bent deeply at the waist, and spoke respectfully.
He understood his lineage's predicament clearly and displayed none of the airs of a veteran Foundation Establishment cultivator.
As he bowed, the two hundred cultivators behind him bowed in unison. Their movements were astonishingly synchronized, making quite an impressive sight.
"Please