Ling Feng raised his sword-like eyebrows and glanced at Ning Guichen, who looked troubled in front of him, pursing his lips without saying much.
Ning Guichen sighed softly, returned to the front podium, and looked dejected.
With Ling Feng's Iron Melting Gold ability, joining the Flowing Fire Hall was naturally the best choice; however, in front of Qing Xuanzi, he dared not issue the qualification token to Ling Feng.
But Lin Mu, already full of devious ideas, upon seeing Ning Guichen's submissive appearance, immediately knew what had happened.
Most likely, it was Qing Xuanzi, that old tortoise, forcing Ning Guichen not to let Ling Feng pass.
"Damn it!"
Lin Mu snorted, gently shoved Ning Guichen, and said angrily, "Brother Ning, don't bother with that old tortoise. He's from the Blazing Sun Temple; he can't oversee matters in our Five Spirit Hall."
"Heh..."
Ning Guichen smiled wryly; how could Lin Mu, a direct disciple, understand the hardships of ordinary disciples like him?
