Wang Han pursed his lips at Zhang Lie's announcement. "Are we really going to let him end the ceremony just like that?"

Qin Zongming glanced at Wang Han, then at Zhang Lie's calm expression. Sweat beaded on his face. What could they do? He could hardly find a disciple from his clan who would be able to fight against Zhang Lie, and even if someone were willing to do so, the outcome would be obvious.

"There's nothing we can do at this point. Let him end the ceremony." Qin Zongming's attitude caused Wang Han to sigh in relief. He had no ideas remaining either; he simply couldn't stand ceding the victory to Zhang Lie just like that.

As if sensing their defeatist attitudes, Zhou Ruo's face turned dark. "The Qin, Li, and Wang clans—each is more useless than the last! They can't even handle a child like Zhang Lie!"

"Given how strong Zhang Lie is, they're really not to blame. Perhaps we could send Zhang Quan to test the waters," He Tian, the He clan head, replied. 

They of the capital certainly wouldn't sacrifice...