C39 Long Association Empty

"We're all brothers, don't be so formal!"

In the blink of an eye, the man with dishevelled hair had already walked to the throne of the sect leader.

It seemed very casual, but in truth, every step was very steady.

It was as if his hair were weeds. It was not that he was lazy, it was just something that he had deliberately done.

There was also a trace of shrewdness in his lazy gaze