At the Heavenly Note Sect's mountain gate, there were numerous stone pillars. They were surrounded by rocky mountains. The place looked majestic.
At that moment, there were quite a few people gathered here, and everyone's gaze was fixed on a disciple guarding the gate.
In front of him stood an extraordinary, handsome man with a faint golden aura surrounding him.
Jiang Hao sighed inwardly as he looked at Xuanyuan Tai.
Suddenly, he felt as though all eyes were on him.
There were many people around, and he wasn't sure if it might attract trouble.
"Friend Xuanyuan," Jiang Hao responded politely.
He didn't mention the ancient flower from the Xuanyuan Clan. They had only talked about it in the dungeon. They weren't particularly close.
"It seems like you're in trouble, Friend Jiang," Xuanyuan Tai said as he looked toward the three people at the side.
"Perhaps there's a misunderstanding, Friend Xuanyuan." Jiang Hao shook his head.