"Your subordinate greets you, my lord!" At the sight of the man, Hong Qing bent his waist and bowed respectfully.
"Dispense with the formalities," the middle-aged scholar said casually. "Brother Hong, you've been acting too slowly recently. You've got to understand, my brother won't wait for you to carry out his plans."
Hong Qing's heart lurched. Hurriedly, he said, "It's mainly because I've been waiting for my son's cultivation breakthrough..."
"I don't care what's the reason. Trust me, you can't afford to delay the plan. Not even your entire Nine Bell Sect can," the middle-aged scholar said coldly.
"Yes..." Beads of cold sweat broke out on Hong Qing's forehead as he nodded slowly.
"At this Hundred Lineages Meeting, that woman will also be invited as a VIP guest. Given her methods, Shangyang Family will certainly not to let this opportunity go. My Eldest Brother wants you to act in coordination with the others," the middle-aged scholar instructed.