C569 There Was No Cure

Zhao Xiaoqi, the Holy Lord of the Holy Sect, arrived, and upon recognizing him, the elders of the Vermilion Bird Clan breathed a sigh of relief. Their initial vigilance faded, but the deep lines of worry etched across their faces remained, betraying the grave concerns weighing on their hearts.

The elders of the Vermilion Bird Clan dispensed with formalities