Ice Extreme Pass Conference Room.
Porcelain tea sets were placed on the table, with hot water brewing clear tea that rose in white mist, the aroma filling the entire room. The atmosphere appeared especially leisurely and harmonious, making it hard to tell that not long ago, the people inside were opponents ready to draw their swords and fight to the death.
Qin Tian sat at the main seat, with the three elders of the Dongfang Clan sitting to one side, looking calm and composed, as if they were mere onlookers; Zhuang Xian, Jia Zhuocheng, and Fons Greym sat opposite them.
Dongfang Cheng picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then put it down, slowly looking at the three people from the Zhuang, Jia, and Greym families: "Gentlemen, the challenge is over, according to the rules, each of your three families needs to allocate five hundred quotas for the Nine Stars Martial Arts, to be under the banner of Ice Extreme Pass. Do you have any objections to this?"
