Step by step on the staircase, each of their gazes opened up, allowing the students below to disperse.
After the six youths and girls, who were the hosts, completed their speech, they smiled slightly and strode toward the fifth level platform.
But from his facial expressions, it didn't seem like there was anything extraordinary, but he was extremely attentive and recognized the true strength. At last, he finally saw Wu Zhonglin, a name that had thundered in his ears since long ago.
It was him, it was definitely him, but even though his heart felt an intense surge of direct revelation, the two youths didn't see him standing behind them.
The moment Xiao Lin returned to Ning Tang City Yuanwu from the Inner Divine Realm, just as he heard this name, his gaze, at the very first instance, swept toward the main seats upon the platform, and his eyes settled on the middle-standing black-haired youth among the five young figures.
