Tianji Pavilion, inside the Star Observation Tower.
The elderly man, old and trembling, slowly surveyed the people below.
When in Tianji Pavilion, when the Pavilion Master was around, as one of the Nine Adopted Sons, he was always cautious, bowing and scraping, even speaking with fear and trembling.
But in his own domain, in front of his own group of subordinates, the old man was a decisive figure, an existence with high status and power!
An existence that all other ants must look up to!
This is the allure of power, this is the embodiment of status.
Overlooking the crowd, Nine Righteous Sons Jin Xiao spoke in a deep voice.
"Someone is interfering with our investigation."
He looked at his group of strategists, his confidants.
Since the adoptive father gave the order, he had been investigating relentlessly, but there is no wall that does not have a crack.
As soon as they began their actions, the other Eight Veins immediately started small movements of their own.
