After calmly saying this to Lu Yuan, Zhao Qiancheng floated out like a breeze.
There were also a few other direct disciples of the Crane Sect.
In the blink of an eye, skirmishes erupted across the large banquet hall.
The attackers were all of considerable strength; virtually all were martial experts who had developed Vigor.
Each of their movements carried the mighty force to crack stones and split slabs, sending tables and chairs flying and leaving the floor and walls of the banquet hall cracked and tattered.
Many of the guests kept their distance and, after a moment of shock, found the whole scene intriguing and exciting.
They all began to take out their phones to capture the scene.
Lu Yuan glanced in Lu Jing's direction and saw her friends also looking excited and pumped, practically itching to climb onto the tables for a better view.
His eyes swept over Sun Zhihua of the Moon Shadow Sect, and he felt reassured.
