Jing Jiu glanced at Yuan Qijing, meaning: hurry up.
Yuan Qijing sighed and said, "Then let it be so."
The Green Mountain disciples were somewhat confused. What did "then let it be so" mean? Before the music ended and everyone dispersed, shouldn't the result be announced first?
Even if Lord Origin Turtle supported Junior Uncle-Master, weren't there still you and Night Howl?
Just then, Yuan Qijing walked up to the Small Thatched Hut and bowed to Jing Jiu in his chair.
"Yuan Qijing of Shangde Peak pays his respects to the Sect Master."
That was his position.
As for Corpse Dog's position, there was naturally no need to make a special inquiry.
Though that could have been used to stall for a while, why bother...
Someone supported by two Green Mountain Guardians and the Sword Law deserved a turn in the Sect Master's seat, however one looked at it.
Thinking this, True Person Guangyuan approached the Thatched Hut, gave Jing Jiu a meaningful look, then bowed solemnly. "Lu Guangyuan of Shiyue Peak pays his respects to the Sect Master."
"Cheng Youtian of Jade Lake Peak pays his respects to the Sect Master."
"Fu Wang of Cloud-Traveling Peak pays his respects to the Sect Master."
The Peak Masters approached the Thatched Hut in turn to pay their respects to Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu sat in the chair, stroking the cat, and nodded.
Zhao Layue stayed where she was.
Nan Wang did not move either.
Next came the elders of the various peaks.
"Cheng Bizhen of Past Arrival Peak pays his respects to the Sect Master."
"Chi Yan of Shangde Peak pays his respects to the Sect Master."
"Mei Li of Qingrong Peak pays her respects to the Sect Master."
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
Hundreds of Green