Gui Ying stared at the Fourth Elder for a long time, then sighed in sadness.
"The Fourth Elder is old and can't control his tongue anymore. Considering the dedication and hard work you have shown for the clan in the past four hundred years, this young master won't pursue the matter."
Looking at the Fourth Elder, Gui Ying coldly added, "There is no next time."
Relieved to receive Gui Ying's forgiveness, the Fourth Elder quickly expressed his gratitude. "Thank you, Young Master."
"You are already so old. You should quickly stand up and take your seat," Gui Ying said lazily.
With his apprentice's help, the Fourth Elder shakily rose from the floor and returned to his chair.
Seeing the Fourth Elder's pale face, everyone present fell into silence.
When the hall had fallen silent, Gui Ying suddenly looked toward the entrance and stood up.
Two seconds later, an old man with a long white beard appeared in the center of the hall, surrounded by shimmering violet particles.
