Li Qingchan, Zhao Zhu, Zhou Yuan and the rest were seated in a room lit by lamp light.

“Elder Wu.” Li Qingchan’s eyes looked towards the front where an elder with a head full of white hair and gray robes was seated. His back was straight, and his expression was cold and stern, making him appear like a strict, grumpy old man.

This old man was called Wu Lin, and was the elder sent to oversee the Black Flame Province affair by the sect.

“I did not expect you to be ...