Everyone was silent as a crow.
Yan Nan said indifferently: "Well said, you may go back."
Then he added: "Reward him with one Soul Returning Pill and one Holy Soul Pill."
"Thank you, Ancestor!"
Feng Yun's face remained unchanged as he calmly saluted.
Then he withdrew with composure.
...
Feng Yun's analysis was meticulous and all-encompassing; he basically covered everything that people could think and couldn't think about.
For a while, the other five hundred plus people frowned and did not dare to move.
Yan Nan furrowed his brows and pondered for a moment, then continued to call out: "Chen Yun, what do you think?"
Chen Yun was speechless in his heart.
Feng Yun already said everything.
What should I say?
After thinking over and over, he couldn't come up with anything new, awkwardly stood up and bowed, saying: "Ancestor, my opinion is the same as Brother Yun's."
Yan Nan nodded: "Sit down."
Chen Yun sat down with a flushed face, forcibly maintaining calm.
