It was noon.
Wen Ping followed Luo Qianye to the first trial ground located in a plaza on the west side of Huangli City. Scanning the area, Wen Ping felt that the plaza was large enough to accommodate fifty to sixty thousand people with ease. However, even so, over thirty thousand people were not all being assessed here; they were scattered across ten locations, with only a little over three thousand at each site.
At this moment, the plaza's perimeter was surrounded by over ten thousand spectators, appearing as densely packed as ants at a glance.
As they approached the plaza, Luo Qianye said to Luo Mi beside him, "Remember, don't embarrass your father!"
"Don't worry!"
Luo Mi giggled, looking confident.
Luo Qianye patted his son's shoulder, then said to Wen Ping, "Sect Leader Wen, let's take our seats in the stands; this trial will last quite a while."
"Mm."
Wen Ping responded.
