"Junior pan longxin greets senior ye." The anger in pan Long's heart had long since disappeared, and he respectfully bowed.
"Hmph!" Ye Wentian ignored him and walked straight towards Ling Chuxi.
"Senior ye." Although ye Wentian had said that he would personally attend the sect opening ceremony, Ling Chuxi was still a little excited. After all, ye Wentian's status was too extraordinary.
"Lord Sword Master, you don't have to be so polite." Ye Wentian used telepathy to help Ling Chuxi up.
"Thank you, senior, for attending the Golden core sect's opening ceremony!" Ling Chuxi was not willing to let outsiders know about her relationship with the profound sword sect. In the face of such a senior, she was embarrassed to call herself the sword Master, so she said gratefully.
Ye Wentian saw through her intentions and smiled.
"Haha, sect master Ling is too polite. I have a request to make." Ye Wentian replied.
"Senior, please speak." Ling Chuxi said.