The father and daughter exchanged a look, seeing the same shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
The oil lamp in the courtyard flickered gently, casting their two shadows on the ground.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. Only the suppressed breathing of the servant disciples echoed softly in the silent courtyard.
"Junior Brother Yang... I didn't expect this."
Sun Ningxiang murmured.
Had she known, she would have rushed back to the training grounds immediately after taking Lin Yue to the infirmary.
'How long has it been since Yang Jing broke through to the Dark Jin stage? Securing first place on a single platform in the training ground trials was already a huge surprise. But who could have imagined he would fight his way all the way to fourth in the overall rankings?'
It was so unbelievable it left her in a daze.
Sun Yong stood frozen, a storm of complex emotions raging in his mind.
