Today, the Dragon Fla Sect opens its doors to guests, with bright red lanterns hanging everywhere, creating a festive and joyous atmosphere.
Various luxury cars are parked at the entrance of the Dragon Fla Sect, as many powers from the Ancient Martial World make their way into the sect.
And these important figures don’t even have the privilege of entering the Main Hall!
The old lady of the Dragon Fla Sect, Wen Bichen, is dressed in a bright red cheongsam. Despite her age, she carries the vibrant red cheongsam with poise, exuding grace and elegance.
Most of the guests only require the Elders of the Dragon Fla Sect to welco them, but only the very top figures from the Ancient Martial World need Wen Bichen to greet them personally.
For example, Danba and Elder Duan.
Although the engagent ceremony is scheduled for noon, the distinguished guests arrived early, as respects to the Dragon King and the Bilang Sect must be given.
Ordinary guests have been arranged to stay in the side halls, while the VIPs personally welcod by Wen Bichen have been invited to the Main Hall. Among the younger generation, only one person qualifies to enter the Main Hall, and that is Cheng Sheng.
Even though he has beco a master of the Heavenly Human Realm, in the presence of the various Sect Masters, Cheng Sheng dares not speak a word and sits obediently in the corner of the Main Hall, like a well-behaved little rabbit.
Wen Bichen personally brews tea for the Sect Masters, whose gazes towards her are sowhat peculiar, because Wen Bichen, like Mo Yuqi, was once the number one beauty of Capital City!
"Younger sister, whose child is so fortunate?" Li Jianjun sipped his tea gently, smiling at Wen Bichen.
"Brother Jianjun, this child is Wentian’s closed-door disciple."
"Wentian’s closed-door disciple?" Li Jianjun’s pupils shrank, casting a deep glance at Wen Zhengyuan. Seeing Wen Zhengyuan’s calm deanor as if angling from above, Li Jianjun frowned deeply.
The Sect Masters of the Purple Lightning Sect, Cheng Zhongyuan, and the Shenmu Sect, Han Aiguo, simultaneously raised their eyebrows and exchanged a subtle look, seeming to indicate that their plans had to be postponed.
The sudden appearance of Mo Wentian’s disciple suggests that Mo Wentian might still be alive! If Mo Wentian is not dead, the Dragon Fla Sect and the Bilang Sect would be united as solidly as iron!
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Qin Yu sat quietly in the passenger seat, resting with his eyes closed, contemplating how he could smoothly make his escape later.
The first ti he entered the Dragon Fla Sect, Qin Yu had sensed that Wen Bixia’s strength was incredibly formidable, probably not much less than that of his own master!
Even more terrifying was the vague feeling Qin Yu had that Wen Bichen could control the sect’s formations!
If the formations activated on their own, Qin Yu wouldn’t take notice, but if they were activated by Wen Bichen, that would be frightening.
Qin Yu glanced at his wristwatch, noting that the ti had reached half-past ten. He asked sowhat impatiently, "Master, why is it so slow?"
"I’m not sure what’s happening either, it looks like there’s a checkpoint ahead." The driver spoke apologetically and then gestured towards the distance with his hand.
Following the direction the driver was pointing, Qin Yu took in the obstacles set up on the road.
Qin Yu frowned slightly, thinking his luck was indeed bad. If he was delayed by a traffic jam and missed the ti, wouldn’t that an breaking his word?
The short distance of just over a dozen ters took Qin Yu nearly twenty minutes to traverse, and with only ten minutes left till eleven o’clock, the car finally reached the checkpoint.
Seeing that only a Hyundai was approaching, the security guard waved the driver on, speaking with an impatient tone, "It’s severely congested ahead. Please take a detour imdiately."
"Alright! Alright!" the driver said to Qin Yu with a smile, "Sir, we should take a detour. They’ve declared martial law up ahead."
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