C1261 The Aggressiveness

"Humph..."

Upon seeing Qin Ke'er's apparent lack of appreciation and awareness, Qin Daoming's earlier amiability disappeared. He sat rigidly on his throne, his fingers tapping a cold rhythm on the armrest. "Ke'er, it's been over a decade since we last met. Now that you're here, why the hurry to leave?"

"What further instructions does the Sect Master have?" Qin Ke'er inquired