The three young men stepped inside the main hall and detoured around the leather chair to stop in front of Asura.
"Respectful greetings, god father," they said in unison.
When Jiao Xiu, whose whole back was covered in cold sweat, saw the ancestors of the three clans, a sense of security appeared in his heart. The shadow of fear after being suppressed by Asura's ancient god presence also faded away slightly. The three clan patriarchs noticed that Asura was no different from their ancestors, and all of them nodded in acknowledgement without the least bit of respect in their tone.
In a place like Asura City where rules were considered supreme, such actions were extremely disgraceful.
It could be seen that the three ancestors and their clans were of one mind. The four ancient gods were going to fight against god father, which should be enough to deal with him.
