C1547

"Of course, I still have to give you face."

Wang Qian and Zhang Daoxu laughed as they chatted, and then the rogue cultivators, led by Wang Qian, obediently followed behind Wang Qian.

Inside the main hall of the Qing Yun Monastery.

When Zhang Daoxu led Wang Qian and a group of rogue cultivators here, all of the sect leaders were stunned.

"Sigh