The elderly women uttered not a word and left dejectedly.
It was indeed unbearable to stay any longer and they've brought this embarrassment upon themselves. Even a person with the thickest skin would hide their face and leave in shame.
The departure of the three elders took away any remaining shred of dignity from Ling Zhongtian and his companions, anger seeping into their hearts.
Mo Yun's eyes were gleaming with respect for Fang Lin. At least in Mo Yun's eyes, Fang Lin was an insightful person.
As for the other high-ranking members of North Town Hall, they all had a fairly good impression of Fang Lin.
Of course, there were those who were discontent with Fang Lin. However, those were mostly from alchemical-clan backgrounds who instinctively detest individuals like Fang Lin who had no background yet managed to shine brilliantly.
The Hall Master returned to his seat, very satisfied, feeling that taking Fang Lin in as a registered disciple was an extremely wise decision.
