Meng Hao’s eyes glittered, but his expression was one of shyness, as if he was still embarrassed. “Sir, I am here at the Black Sieve Sect as representative of my own Sect. How could I possibly lay claim to treasured items of your honored Sect…?”
As soon as Patriarch Violet Sieve saw his expression, he smiled and raised his hand to cut off Meng Hao.