"About the Heavenly Spirit Pond incident..." Liu Yifeng spoke.
"Go prepare, let him enter the Heavenly Spirit Pond. Anyway, over the years, the pond's effect has been waning, letting him in won't hurt. If we continue to block him, I'm afraid Jiangdong will know no peace again."
The grey-clad elder shook his head and said.
"This child has such a violent character. If he continues to grow unchecked..." one elder suddenly suggested.
"This matter is beyond our control now. But naturally, there will be someone who can subdue him." The grey-clad elder said calmly.
"Someone will subdue him..."
The grey-clad elder smiled faintly, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes, and said, "The opening of the Ancient Martial World seems to be soon!"
Ye Qingfeng returned to Tianhai City riding on his flying sword, heading straight back to the Xinhe Hotel.
As soon as he entered the room, Ye Qingfeng's face turned pale all of a sudden, looking extremely weak.
