Ai Hui, who was busy fixing the damaged floor, forgot to use elemental energy to dry his clothes. As such, when he appeared at the dining hall in drenched clothes, the lively dining atmosphere quieted down in an instant.
There was a dignified and beautiful woman sitting at the seat of honor. A surprised look flashed across her alluring eyes but she soon regained her composure. Ai Hui’s gaze landed upon an old woman who was standing by in attendance behind the beautiful woman.
A cold shiver went down Ai Hui’s spine. The old woman might appear inconspicuous, but Ai Hui could sense that her strength was of an unfathomable depth.
After a momentary silence, the guests then broke into an uproar.
"Such a boorish fellow, how dare he come for dinner in this manner?"
"That’s right, he really has no manners!"
"How can a guy who doesn’t even have basic manners teach us swordsmanship?"
