“Manager Qian, please calm down. Please calm down. If there’s anything that we need to settle in the future, please give our heavenly sword sect some face!”
The old man from the Heavenly Sword sect had a slight change of expression when he saw this scene. He quickly walked up to manager Qian, cupped his fists, and said respectfully.
“This...”
When the surrounding people saw that Wang Xian and the people beside him actually dared to confront manager Qian, their expressions changed drastically.
They hurriedly took a few steps back.
They were really afraid of a direct fight.
“Manager Qian, please calm down. Let’s have a good talk!”
Long Xiaotian, who was standing behind Wang Xian, took a few steps forward with a bitter look on his face. He bowed and lowered his posture.
“Eh? What’s going on?”
At this moment, at the entrance of the back mountain, he yuan, who was a little late, looked at the gathered people with a curious expression on his face.