Inside Heshui Cave, the air was abuzz with voices, and the hall was packed.
This was the first time Jiang Yi had attended a gathering of Inner Peak Disciples.
Han Li of the Huangfeng Han Clan was essentially the second-in-command, second only to Xu Yan, and his words carried considerable weight.
Jiang Yi was invited to sit at the lower end of Han Li's table. Meanwhile, Wang Heng, usually a master of networking, and Lu Yun, a veteran from Gathering Herbs Peak, could only huddle together at a different table, both looking awkward and reserved.
After all, everyone at the main table was a senior brother from the Inner Peak whose cultivation far surpassed their own. On a normal day, they might barely manage to exchange a few words, but they were by no means qualified to sit at the same table tonight.
Han Li had a direct personality and didn't beat around the bush. He got straight to the point.
"Junior Brother Jiang, what is your cultivation level now?"
