"FOUNDER!"
"PATRIARCH!" Two parties could not help but cry to their fallen. Sadly, that was all they could do at the moment.
They would have loved to strike at our bored gamer but that would only court nothing but an early death in the end.
The representatives of the Dirty Beggars Sect and the Broken Sword Sect mourned and despaired and it would be a lie to say that it had not thrown some sad shade unto the crowning event in their midst.
And to think that the celebration has not even begun yet.
The rest kept their silence and let the biggest and most powerful influence on this xianxia world have their one last cry before everything could continue in full.
No one was that heartless to disturb these people who had taken a great loss today.
Not even Clark chose to halt the miserable howls that can only be had when saying farewell to something so irreplaceable.
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