The woman's sharp shout echoed throughout the meeting room.
Her words were cold, carrying anger and a murderous intent.
Everyone who heard them couldn't help but look up and follow the voice.
When they saw who the woman was, many people's expressions changed, revealing a hint of fear.
Even the numerous Martial Arts Grandmasters present abruptly stood up, faces full of awe.
The old man who had just slammed the table stood up angrily, about to scold instinctively.
However, when he saw the woman, he instantly wilted like an eggplant touched by frost, his old face fell.
"Sect Master Shen!"
Those who recognized the woman's identity all bowed their heads and respectfully shouted.
The woman had tasseled hair draping her shoulders, a blue ancient styled dress accentuating her tall figure exquisitely and without losing ancient flavor.
She wasn't considered beautiful, but she exuded an indescribable noble aura.
