Duan Ling Tian’s expression was incomparably unsightly, and wished for nothing more than to tear apart the mouths of these Megrez Peak disciples…
"Humph!" Right at this moment, a cold snort sounded out from afar and everyone could see a middle aged man walked over in large strides.
"Elder Zhao Lin!"
"Elder Zhao Lin!"
…
The crowd of Megrez Peak disciples instantly shut their mouths when they saw Zhao Lin arriving, no longer daring to rashly discuss anything anymore.
"What are all of you gathered here for?" Zhao Lin frowned, then swept the crowd of Megrez Peak disciples that were present with his gaze. His eyes then descended onto Duan Ling Tian, and was slightly surprised before shooting his gaze onto Huo Xin and Yuan Wu who stood opposite of Duan Ling Tian.
In next to no time, a Megrez Peak disciples that desired to stir up trouble spoke of the sequence of events of the matter.
Zhao Lin’s gaze quickly descended onto Huo Xin and Yuan Wu’s figures.
