Wang Lin’s expression was strange. Situnan’s criticism and the Head of Sect’s praise created a distinct difference, but he nodded and said, “I’ve chosen it.”
Huang Long frowned, and as he was going to ask which ones he choose, suddenly, the entire Blue Pine Peaks shook as if an earthquake was happening, and it roared and trembled.
“I am Punanzi from the Xuan Dao Sect. Hurry up and see me, little people from Heng Yue.”
Huang Long’s face changed, and at that time, 10 or so shadows quickly rushed out from the buildings all around. The two in front were especially provoking. One of them had a white hair and his eyes were bright and full of expression.