"Star Pavilion's Li Chen, here to pay respects to the mountain!"
These nine words, each like a thunderclap, struck the entirety of Heavenly Sword Mountain and the nerves of everyone present.
"Is that demon Li Chen here?"
Someone exclaimed in disbelief.
"Li Chen is here!"
Someone murmured, echoing the words of others.
Upon hearing Li Chen's arrival, the always proud and stubborn Ling Shuanghua began to tear up, even shedding tears of grievance.
"Li Chen!"
Jian Wuheng clenched his fists and let out a beast-like roar.
His eyes widened with rage, burning with fierce flames, staring intently at the mountain path ahead.
"Boom!"
Dozens of Heavenly Sword Mountain disciples with bruised and battered faces, including two Outer Elders, were all thrown in together. In a very pitiful state, they crashed heavily into the gilded door adorned with festive banners.
Seeing Jian Wuheng, shame appeared on their faces as they sobbed and lamented in unison.
