A banquet for all clans to gather was held this evening. Honestly, it was pretty much just for Sect Leaders to discuss some cultivation politics and military affairs.

The grand hall shimmered under the glow of a thousand golden lanterns, their soft light casting rippling patterns across the polished marble floor.

Jin Guangshan passed a cup of liquor to Jiang Fengmian, who held a calm smile, and Jin Guangshan felt his lips curling upwards in a smirk as well.

"How's it been, Sect Leader Jiang?"