The ideal is beautiful.

But reality is extremely cruel.

now.

There is no one in the luxurious Xuanyuan Hall.

The invitation letters sent to people from all walks of life in Linhai before were like stones sinking to the sea, without any response.

Looking at the empty hall.

Huang Tianqi's face also darkened. He turned his head and looked at his son Huang Xiaoshan beside him, and frowned and asked, "Isn't anyone here to attend the inauguration ceremony of our Tianyi Sect?"

"Dad, I have been standing at the hotel gate for a long time just now, and I didn't even see anyone. Those people seemed to have agreed together and didn't come to participate. I have all my hair done with my invitation letter before!"

Huang Xiaoshan shook his head helplessly.

"Hmph, it must be because the three major sects joined forces to make the mistake. They must have greeted all walks of life in Linhai, so no one of the people we invited must be like this!"
Chapter completed!