Although saying once in a millennium is a bit exaggerated, indeed no Branch President has ever done this before.
When he turned to look at the bed, his eyes fell on the old master who was asleep under the blue gauze canopy, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of bitterness in his heart.
Perhaps the old master, who has been busy all his life, may not wake up again after this nap. Biting his teeth, Mo Lin decisively said, "It seems I can only go personally."
"President!"
A few stewards of the Hundred Sects Alliance exclaimed in surprise, quickly opening their mouths to stop Mo Lin's actions. Because for a Branch President to personally invite Wenping was too humiliating, and it tarnished the reputation of the entire Hundred Sects Alliance branch.
Mo Lin raised his hand, instructing the branch stewards beside him to keep their mouths shut, "If you have any other suggestions, speak up. If not, then keep your mouths closed."
Roar!
