Long Wu Shuang's sword-like eyebrows raised, as he strode towards the tightly closed Main Hall doors, intending to enter ahead of time.
The other fourteen disciples of Tian Shu Hall looked at each other, no one spoke, except for Man Zhu Er.
"One Sword hasn't arrived yet, how can you do this? The sect's information states that all inner courtyard disciples should gather together before entering!"
"Hehe, he's been late for so long. It's not that we don't wait for him, it's that he doesn't come. No matter where we go, reason is on our side."
Hou Dao Xiao Sheng sneered sinisterly, being one of the happiest people about Ye Rong's mistake.
