"Today, as you join the Xiaoshanhe Institute and become disciples under me, this is a momentous occasion!"
Xiao Yi slowly began, his voice clear and resonant like a thunderclap on a sunny day, the reverberating thunder striking every ear.
It echoed over the vast Imperial Dragon Mountain.
All eyes fixed intently on Xiao Yi, unblinking, carefully listening to every word he spoke.
Xiao Yi's voice became ever more tranquil, yet the authority in his words grew increasingly powerful, "I believe that many of you must have heard of the Xiaoshanhe Institute before this."
The crowd nodded.
"Go on, tell me, what is the Xiaoshanhe Institute like in your minds?" Xiao Yi asked.
The crowd exchanged glances, at a loss for words.
Amidst the people,
Jin Feiyan, always the lively one and rather brazen, blurted out, "Trash! What I've heard the most is that if you don't make an effort, you'll end up in the Xiaoshanhe Institute..."
The crowd: "..."
Ye Heng glared fiercely at her.
