Unlike in the old days, modern sects like this no longer hide from the world. Many had integrated with society, working in industries that matched their strengths. Only by moving with the times could they continue to thrive.

Clearly, Iron Sword Sect's leaders understood that perfectly.

"Stop right there."

Two massive iron swords, each over 20 meters tall, stood upright to form the grand gates of the Iron Sword Sect.

As expected, Andrew's old beat-up car was stopped at the entrance. He smiled faintly and parked. "Hello, could you please let them know that Andrew Lloyd from Chetvine is here to see them?"

The two gatekeepers exchanged puzzled looks.

One frowned and asked, "Chetvine's Andrew Lloyd? You mean the Andrew Lloyd from the royal Lloyd family?"

Andrew's smile deepened. "The very same."

The guards immediately straightened up, their attitudes changing completely.

One of them hurriedly said, "Mr. Lloyd, please wait here. I'll inform them right away."

Andrew chuckl