Waiting area.
"Eh hey, why are there so many empty seats in the front?"
Seeing that the best viewing area was unoccupied, Qian Duo's face immediately lit up, and he was about to impulsively run over and take a seat.
But just as he took a step, he was caught by the back collar by Zhongli Jianxue and pulled back.
"That's not where we can sit."
Zhongli Jianxue said with a stern face.
"Ah? Why not?"
Qian Duo was puzzled, "There's no name on the seat for any specific Daoist School..."
"Exactly, kids really don't understand things."
Shao Ya couldn't help but laugh with the other two.
Chen Xuan looked around suspiciously and found that the most marginalized foreign schools were sitting at the very back, corners of the room.
In the slightly better seats around them, the seated masters and disciples' uniforms looked quite unfamiliar.
Obviously, they were like Jinfeng Daoist School, only well-known in their local areas but virtually unknown elsewhere.
