"How should I address you?"
An old and dignified voice came from not far away. When they heard that voice, the Luo clan's people's eyes lit up. They turned toward the direction of the voice, knelt down, and spoke in unison.
"We pay respects to the old predecessor."
It turned out that after seeing that the situation was not good earlier, a clan elder went to invite the Luo clan's old predecessor. When the Luo clan's old predecessor, who had not taken it seriously, came out and had a look, his face turned gloomy at the sight of the magnificent clan's patriarch whose hands had been abolished.
However, when his eyes fell on the young man in azure, his face turned grave.
Even with his cultivation strength, he could not see through the young man's cultivation. No wonder Patriarch Luo could be defeated by such a young man.
"Old predecessor!"
