"These mortals actually dare to stare at us?"
"If we were in the Eastern Lands, we would have made them kneel already!"
"Shh, keep it down. We're on their turf now."
Lin Yuan and Wu Zheng sat in the golden imperial carriage leading the way, while the people from the Three Great Sects followed behind. Along the route, both mortals and Cultivators would kneel and kowtow upon seeing the imperial carriage, extremely respectful.
Yet when they saw the Cultivators from the Three Great Sects, there was no reverence; they looked on casually.
This made the disciples of the Three Great Sects, who were usually revered, very annoyed. However, now on someone else's turf, they dared not act rashly and could only follow their Sect Leader in silence.
Among the crowd on both sides, a charming young girl also knelt, her face respectful, but her eyes occasionally glanced towards the disciples of the Zhenyang Sect.
