Dao Yi Mountain, South Peak.
The group that had just returned from North Peak was all laughs and chatter.
"Those guys from North Peak are just trash!"
"That's right! Brother Deng Qing smashed Zhang Minfeng's stele on the spot. Did you see any of those North Peak wastes dare to say anything? They don't even dare to fart in front of Brother Deng Qing! A bunch of useless idiots!"
"..."
The group was brimming with arrogance and contentment.
"Deng Qing!" A commanding voice rose.
Deng Qing and the others quickly turned their gazes towards the source of the voice.
"The Peak Master?" Upon seeing the person who called his name, a slight concentration appeared on Deng Qing's face, and he hurried forward to pay his respects.
The others also bowed in greeting.
The person who had called out to Deng Qing was the South Peak Master, an Upper Elder of the Inner Court of Dao Yi Academy.
