"I'm in, you won't be blocked outside, will you?" Dugu Nian turned around and deliberately said to Fang Lin.
Fang Lin smiled faintly, "If you can get in, not to mention me."
Dugu Nian snorted lightly and then found a spot to sit cross-legged inside the hall.
By then, less than ten people had entered the hall.
"Won't you give it a try?" Elder Huang glanced at Fang Lin and, seeing that Fang Lin was in no hurry, couldn't help but say.
Fang Lin spoke calmly, "The junior is not in a rush."
Upon hearing this, Elder Huang nodded and said no more. In his view, whether Fang Lin went in early or late made no difference; with Fang Lin's talent, there was no chance he would be stopped by the array.
Ling Zhongri, Zhu Tianchuan, and Xu Kaitian walked shoulder to shoulder to the entrance of the hall, their faces showing a hint of nervousness.
