"Don't worry, everyone. As the leader of the alliance, I will not treat you badly." Su Yin nodded slightly and raised his left hand to signal everyone to stand up.
"Today, the Northern Anti-Youth Alliance and the Western Anti-Youth Alliance have merged into one faction, which is a great joy. I hope that everyone will no longer distinguish between the West and the North. We are all brothers in the alliance and should get along harmoniously, unite, and share the same hatred. If anyone is found
Those who instigate internal fighting will be severely punished..."
Just as Su Yin was about to continue talking about the rules of the alliance in the future, there was a sudden commotion outside the hall, and then another group of people walked in. The group was not large, only about twenty or thirty people.
But Su Yin discovered that each of those people had steady steps, their temples were bulging high, and their eyes were shining. They were obviously people with extraordinary martial arts skills, and all of them had good skills.
Among those people, the leader was wearing a brown robe. He was short and stooped. He was holding a dragon crutch in his hand. His face was old and he seemed to be over ninety years old. He walked into the hall with a trembling step.
"You, the Northern Anti-Youth Alliance and the Western Anti-Youth Alliance, are quite lively today. They have made the entire mansion tense and panicked."
"Can't you just be quiet? The Qinghe Sect hasn't attacked yet, so you're fighting among yourself. It's just a big joke. It's inevitable that others won't regard you as a mob. How can you compete with the Qinghe Sect?
Fighting? It’s just a joke.”
The leader of the old man didn't even look at the people present. He lowered his eyes and said slowly.
But his words were particularly accusatory, and he seemed to look down on the Northern Anti-Youth Alliance and the Western Anti-Youth Alliance at all.
The twenty or thirty big men following him also raised their heads arrogantly, with their eyes above their heads. Without even looking at the people in the hall, they followed the old man and walked in menacingly.
Everyone in the hall changed their expressions after seeing the old man, and seemed to be a little cautious.
"Mr. Qin, why did you come to the territory of our Northern Anti-Youth Alliance? It's all a trivial matter, you don't need to worry about it."
Lu Zhengyong walked forward with a smile and gave a slight salute to the old man. On the surface, he was quite respectful to the old man, as if he was half a generation younger than the old man.
Su Yin raised his eyebrows. Who was that old man? He made a big deal out of everyone when he arrived. He had a great aura and even scolded them face to face, as if everyone in the conference hall had to listen to him when he came.
Seemingly seeing the doubts in Su Yin's eyes, Zhang Wubo stepped forward, approached Su Yin and said: "This man is the leader of the Eastern Anti-Youth Alliance. His cultivation is unfathomable. It is said that he is still far away from Lu Zhengyong."
The most senior person in the martial arts world of the Yuan Dynasty is over a hundred years old. Speaking of which, Lu Zhengyong is his junior."
"Oh, is this person so powerful?"
Su Yin raised her eyebrows, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. She has lived for more than a hundred years! Doesn't that mean she has become an old man? According to her understanding, at such a high age, even if she is still alive, she may still be confused and a little old.
If you have dementia, it's good if you can't lose your mind. How can you still run out and meddle in so many other things?
That old man is a little uneasy. What does he mean by running out now? The battle between the Western Anti-Youth Alliance and the Northern Anti-Youth Alliance has been going on for quite some time. He should have known about it a long time ago.
But just running out now, acting like a steward, what does it mean?