After a moment of silence, the old man cleared his throat and spoke in a forceful tone, "I must have misheard you just now. Can you repeat what you said?"
"I said that I am not interested in joining the Holy Sword Clan," Yuan calmly repeated, shocking everyone there for a second time.
"Blasphemy! If you're not interested in joining the Holy Sword Clan, why did you even bother with the metal plate?! Are you messing with me?!"
The old man exclaimed, his face flushed in redness. However, he didn't give up and continued trying to recruit Yuan.
"The Holy Sword Clan is the number one faction for swordmasters in the Nine Heavens! If you wish to become a Sword Emperor, your best chance lies with us. We not only house three Sword Emperors, but the majority of Sword Emperors in history have hailed from our clan!" the old man proclaimed, his tone filled with pride as he tried to sway Yuan's decision.
