"Are there any other questions from the three Hall Masters?" The hall had fallen silent, and Fang Lin's voice broke the brief stillness.
Ding Yulong and Han Qingshuang both looked towards Situ Zheng, as they had no further questions to ask.
Situ Zheng fiddled with his hands, his face expressionless, as he sized up Fang Lin without saying a word.
Fang Lin maintained his usual expression, showing no change under the gaze of Situ Zheng, his demeanor calm and composed.
"Tiankui has taken a good disciple," Situ Zheng suddenly said, catching Fang Lin off guard. He had thought Situ Zheng would ask him more questions.
Fang Lin slightly clasped his fist, "Master Situ, you flatter me."
Situ Zheng continued, "To verify your claims, I will send people to investigate at Fall Demon Cliff. Until my people return, you will temporarily stay in the Inspection Hall. Once the investigation clears any doubts, you will be free to leave."
