"A famous, prestigious sect... was face really that important? Could covering it up for a moment cover it up forever?" Xiao Hua immediately thought of the fallen Qian Mo. Qian Mo's deeds seemed to be a textbook example of Thunder Control Sect disciples!
At this thought, Xiao Hua's heart sank again, filled with helplessness. He said faintly, "Since Martial Uncle Gen is busy with sect affairs, then this Xiao should..."
Before he could finish, two divine senses swept over from Qiong Lei Peak in the distance. One of them was extremely familiar to Xiao Hua. "Martial Uncle Gen Qing!!!" Xiao Hua had not expected to encounter Gen Qing the moment he returned to the Thunder Control Sect, and he could not help thinking of Sun Qian again!
Since Gen Qing had arrived, Xiao Hua naturally could not leave. He could only stand respectfully in midair.
Before long, two early Golden Core cultivators arrived together. The one in front was Gen Qing, whom Xiao Hua knew well. Gen Qing still wore that melancholy expression, except there was now more gray in his hair. Paired with that melancholy, it added an indescribable air about him.
"Alas, no wonder..." Xiao Hua knew of the emotional entanglement between Gen Qing, Sun Qian, and Chen Yi, and could not help sighing.
Behind Gen Qing was a Golden Core cultivator with a build similar to Gen Qing's and an ordinary face. Xiao Hua did not recognize him. Still, Xiao Hua hurried forward with great respect, bowed, and saluted. "Junior Xiao Hua greets the two Martial Uncles!"
The crowd of Qi Refining disciples behind Xiao Hua also called out in unison, "Junior disciples greet the two Martial Grandmasters!"
"Hehe, Xiao Hua, rise. This is Qian Zhongliang, Hall Master of the Jade Slip Hall of our Gen Lei