When his name was called out,
Even though he knew he was a nobody in the cult and wouldn't attract any attention, Wang Ba still felt a jolt in his heart.
Bai Yu paused slightly and looked at him as if he had noticed something, surprise flickering in his eyes.
At the same time, the black-robed cultivator Lu Yuansheng, hearing Wang Ba's name, also turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over Wang Ba.
Feeling the gazes of these two cultivators, Wang Ba felt like needles piercing his back, he lowered his head and quickly walked past.
Fortunately, not many people noticed this scene.
It wasn't long before Bai Yu stopped calling names.
Wang Ba was surprised. He had thought that everyone would be assigned into groups, but he didn't expect that only a small number of individuals were called by name.
"The rest of you can form a formation and move on,"
Bai Yu said, and then he took the group of people whose names had been called and left the crowd.
