Most students couldn't resist the excitement within their hearts.
"Come in." Ayang waved his hand, and the two brothers responsible for escorting the Scripture Pavilion opened the heavy door, and many preferred him leaving.
Qin Xing walked into the hall, looking up at the magnificent hall. In the darkness, he said, "This is my first."
"Young son." Just then, Da Weiyang arrived.
"Old man, are you calling me?" King Qin turned around.
Wei Zhongzhong immediately stared at me. "I say, I brought you all the way to Wuxing Sect. Am I not half a teacher? Can't you respect me?"
I think the old man listened. "Are you old?"
"This elder is only fifty!" Ayang hated it. "Stop talking. I'm asking you, did you see anything particularly different at the fire training ground yesterday?"
King Qin looked at the old man's puzzled eyes and shook his head. "No, why can't I see?"
