Chapter 468 The Ten Realms Master

• In the private room of the Qin Clan's royal family, Qin Xuanhao stood with a pale face, his hands clenched tightly behind his back.
• "What is this?" he thought to himself. How could someone be so disrespectful in front of the young master of the Wang Clan? Where was the respect?
• This was no longer just about the treasure at hand, but about the reputation and honor of the Qin Clan. If it was not reclaimed, they would become a laughingstock.