Under the wet sea wind, none of the loyalists looked at Xie Shihao and ignored him. Xie Shihao felt bored. He put down his hands and jumped down the steps. Then, Xie Jiuhan walked out. Under the sunlight, his abnormally handsome face was filled with the aura of an emperor. The loyalists moved uniformly and saluted this high and mighty man.
"Welcome, Patriarch Xie!"
A serious, dignified, and high-pitched voice resounded throughout the entire Sacred Island. The deafening voice seemed to want to suppress the surrounding waves. Anyone who saw such a shocking and magnificent scene would be filled with excitement. One of the biggest advantages of Xie Jiuhan being able to defeat Old Master Xie was that he had obtained the support of these loyalists of the Xie family. This cold and heartless man sitting at the head of the family was also what everyone wanted.
