When he looked up again, he saw a figure rush out like a whirlwind... Those clothes... they looked so familiar!
Damn!
The disciple's expression was as disgusted as if he'd found half a caterpillar in his food... 'Who was it just now who said running inside the Divine Artifact Pavilion was graceless and embarrassing?'
Master Yang was dying to curse someone out. 'Why didn't they tell him such important news sooner!'
But now, he didn't even have time to curse. He shot straight out the door. Running? Master Yang wasn't just running, he was sprinting!
Nearby, Xie Xian was so excited that he paid no mind to the fact that his senior, Pang Hong, was still forging. He forced open the door to the Artifact Refining Room and burst in, yelling, "Senior! Master Wang Meng is back!"
"Oh, so he's back," Pang Hong said. Unlike Yang Qi, he wasn't particularly thrilled. He just smiled faintly, his eyes filled with confidence and a thirst for a challenge.
"Master Wang—!"
