"Sect Leader Song, your disciple has quite the air of arrogance, doesn't he?"
Everyone present looked in the direction from which the sound came.
Then they saw that Murong Zhen and the leaders of the five major sects had all arrived.
Those present were taken aback and quickly stepped forward to greet him respectfully.
"Greetings, Alliance Leader; greetings, Sect Masters."
Rong Zi glanced at Murong Zhen before letting out a sigh of relief.
It seems there's no need to fight.
Song Fengming glanced at Qin Ziteng and asked, "What happened?"
Qin Ziteng stepped forward, pointed at Rong Zi, and replied, "Reporting to Master, this person is causing trouble here, claiming that he is also the head of a sect and insists on staying here to participate in the competition with you."
"In order for the competition to proceed normally, we just wanted her to leave here and stop causing trouble, but this disciple of the Shuiyuan Sect inexplicably stood up to obstruct us."
Song Fengming then looked at Rong Zi.
"Oh? Young lady, you are also a sect leader?"
Rong Zi remained noncommittal. "Is there a problem?"
Song Fengming chuckled softly.
"How old are you? Are you sixteen? This isn't a place for you to cause trouble."
Rong Zi countered, "Who says someone under sixteen can't become the head of a sect?"
Seeing that there was no fear in her eyes, Song Fengming frowned.
"She's quite quick-witted."
"With your cultivation level, even if you were truly the leader of a sect, there would be no need for you to participate in this competition. Young lady, I advise you to leave here first; this is for your own good."
She was just a Foundation Establishment stage girl; Song Fengming naturally didn't believe she was truly the sect leader.
Rong Zi suddenly asked Song Fengming a question.
"Is this a tradition of your Blazing Fire Sect?"
Song Fengming was taken aback. "What do you mean by that?"
Rong Zi blinked her innocent-looking big eyes and explained succinctly: "She only uses her eyes to see things, she is arbitrary and domineering, and she never tries to understand the truth first."
As she spoke, she muttered something under her breath.
"As expected, like flower, like fruit; the entire clan is the same..."
Murong Zhen and the other sect leaders present were all at the Mahayana stage, so even if Rong Zi's voice was very soft, they could still hear it.
Song Fengming was losing face.
Rong Zi tilted her head and looked at Murong Zhen, who had been watching the show without saying a word.
"Alliance Leader."
Murong Zhen was taken aback. "Ah... um?"
Rong Zi suddenly called him Alliance Leader without adding the words "Great-Grandfather," and he actually felt a little uncomfortable hearing it.
Rong Zi asked him a question.
"Shouldn't there be a way to prove whether I am the leader of a sect?"
Murong Zhen met her bright eyes, cleared his throat, then put his hands behind his back and replied calmly, "Of course I do."
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