The old man had quite the presence. He was the one that stood guard at the Grandsect Arena, and though he didn't utter a single word, nobody dared to cross him in the slightest. Occasionally, people turned and looked at him with deep respect.

"Brother!" someone called out from behind him with a respectful tone.

"Take a seat," the white-browed man said.

"Okay."

Two people came from behind and sat by his sides. They were Third Branch Master Lin Xiaoyun and Seventh Branch Mistress Lin Wuyi, respectively. Both of them had quite the long face.

"Did the two of you just come from the Myriadsword Mausoleum?" the man asked without even turning to look at them, his eyes focused on the children fighting in the arena.

"That's right! Brother, have...