The assembly hall of the Feng Clan was a grand structure, adorned with towering red pillars and intricate golden carvings that spoke of the clan's centuries-old heritage. A massive jade chandelier, infused with soft spiritual light, illuminated the vast chamber, casting an ethereal glow on the polished stone floors.
The hall was filled with members of the Feng Clan, from elders in their ceremonial robes to younger disciples who had come to witness the conclusion of the tournament. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation.
Feng Jiao Xue joined those who entered the top ten. To make sure that no one covets whatever the winners have won, this gathering is always held in private and only members of the clancan come so that the resources of the clan will stay a hidden card to outsiders. So, the participants chatters amongst themselves while Feng Jiao Xue stood at the side with her expression closed off.
