Gu Shi Yi raised an eyebrow, silently thinking to himself,
"This boy sure knows how to maneuver, unexpectedly becoming one of the Twelve Sword Servants beside the Zhengyuan Sect Master!"
Whenever a sect reaches a certain size, Sect Masters and Elders tend to gather around themselves seven or eight, or twelve or thirteen, guards of sorts—some men, some women. They have a unified dress code, carry the same weapons, even share similar heights and the same impassive face. Following behind the Sect Masters and Elders in single file creates an impressive, majestic aura!
Gu Shi Yi clicked his tongue twice, wanting to warn his close friend to restrain her gaze, so as not to let Zheng Gang notice. The Sect Master of Zhengyuan Sect spoke up again,
"I presume the esteemed guests are already aware of the grand plan that Zhengyuan Sect is currently plotting?"
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