The middle-aged man turned around and saw that all the bigwigs chatting in the pavilion were walking towards this side next to two figures.

Each of these two figures is dressed in white, exuding the aura of a fifth-level immortal, and is the leader of the monks in white.

The other person was wearing a python robe. Although his aura was not as good as that of the fifth-level white robe, he was not weaker than the big guys present. He was the Sixth Prince of the Dasheng Dynasty.

"Sixth Prince."

Everyone hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted.

The Sixth Prince was all smiles.

The middle-aged man took a step forward at this moment. He was about to explain the matter, but he saw the Sixth Prince patting his shoulder gently and saying seriously:

"Old Duan, I was just late for a while, but you got me into trouble. If the Duan family allows you to continue to be in charge like this, won't you face the disaster of annihilating the entire family?"

"hiss--"

Everyone took a deep breath, a little confused.

The middle-aged man was slightly startled and looked at the Sixth Prince cautiously:
Chapter completed!