"Thank you, Mansion Master."
Nine Nether clasped his fists in gratitude, feeling a surge of joy.
"Go to the Lower Realm?" The Grand Commander's heart shook, casting a glance at the Mansion Master with some hesitation.
The Grand Commander's eyes carried a hint of worry.
"Yes, Mansion Master." The Grand Commander respectfully accepted the order without asking further questions.
The true master's disciple of the Myriad Ancient Immortal Mansion was killed, how could the Myriad Ancient Immortal Mansion stand idly by?
The Grand Commander's worry was noticed by Nine Nether, who thought to himself, "The power of the Myriad Ancient Immortal Mansion is terrifyingly immense, yet they do not dare casually visit the Lower Realm. It's even stricter than I imagined."
