Sensing Song Jian's observation, one of the middle-aged men among them, who looked to be in his forties, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look towards Song Jian.
Song Jian was startled inwardly; he had only been watching the other party for a moment and had already caused their perception to stir. It seemed that the strength of this middle-aged man had exceeded his expectations, he was at least at the level of a commanding boss.
Song Jian revealed a slight smile on his face and nodded to the middle-aged man. The man glanced at Song Jian and swept his eyes over the disciples of the Hanhai Sect nearby, thinking Song Jian was one of them, he thought nothing of it, his lips curled slightly, and he turned his head away.
"Indeed, this Purifying Sword Sect, which inherited the Ancient Sword Sect, is not an easy sect to deal with!" Song Jian thought to himself.
"By the way, have you heard of the Imperial Sword Sect?" Song Jian couldn't help but ask.