"Gallala!"
The lake in front of them suddenly began to freeze, and several figures elegantly landed. There were both men and women among these people, most of them elderly, but although their hair was graying, their skin was exceptionally smooth and tender, emanating a kind of celestial aura.
Among this group, the Second Elder, whom they had just met yesterday, was present; standing at the forefront was an old man in a black robe. He had a typical square face, with a beard that hung from his chin, exuding a presence of formidable power without any need for anger.
"Wei'er!" the black-robed elder helped Tong Wei up.
"Master, I thought I would never see you again!" In an instant, all of Tong Wei's grievances were released, "Master, you must take revenge for me."
"I will certainly avenge you for this affront," the black-robed elder said with a raging momentum.
"Youngsters, isn't it a bit too much what you did to Wei'er?"
