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"Is your Wood Spirit Sect young, Sect Master?"

Ye Hao, who was among the crowd below, also raised his head to look at the group of figures on the mountain peak. His gaze swept over the young man in the lead.

It was an old man wearing a black robe. His face was withered like tree bark and his muddy eyes were half-closed. It seemed as if he was dozing off and didn't have much energy