The next morning, in the morning light that pierced through the fog, Zang Wei stood expressionless. In front of him was a dense crowd of disciples from Wu Yard. They focused and kept quiet, not daring to breathe loudly.
Further away, there were more people standing in groups of twos and threes. They were from both Wei Yard and Dragon Yard.
On a platform further away, Pang Yinlong and Pang Meng stood with their hands behind their backs. Beside Pang Meng stood a gloomy Mi Tai with raging flames in his eyes. It was unknown if it was his fighting spirit or anger.
Pang Meng said, "This is quite a big scene. Even people from Dragon Yard are here."
Pang Yinlong said indifferently, "From today onwards, Lin Yan's name will probably be known by everyone in Dragon Gate Pavilion."
Beside Pang Meng, Mi Tai's breathing suddenly tightened. He clenched his fists and lowered his eyes.
