Zhao Lin obviously has great prestige among the Phoenix Clan.
He opened his mouth to let Huang Yueli and Li Moying go, but none of the Phoenix dared to say a word.
Although judging from the expressions on their faces, they were clearly unconvinced, at least no one dared to openly challenge Zhao Lin's authority.
Zhao Lin took a few steps forward, walked in front of Huang Yueli and Li Moying, and cupped his fists.
"Both of you, thank you for making the trip to send my brother back. Our clan has some prejudices against cultivators from the Ancient God Clans and offended you two. Please don't mind. I don't know how I should address you?"
Huang Yueli didn't expect that the leader of the Phoenix Clan, who had lived for 100,000 years who was extremely powerful, would be so polite.
