Before long, the people from the Dragon King Hall and the Wen Family also arrived one after another.
Wen Jiaren noticed a few gazes from the Wen Family directed straight at her, some benevolent, others unfriendly.
Yet Wen Jiaren directly met Wen Qizhao's eyes. Facing the slightly severe and dignified gaze of the elder, Wen Jiaren did not flinch at all, remaining calm and collected, as steady as Mount Tai.
Wen Qizhao was somewhat surprised, then a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes: as expected of a descendant of the Wen Family.
At 8:30, the time arrived, and everyone gathered together.
Ye Shengming walked step by step towards the battle platform. The Dark Cultivator Crown had just passed, and the platform had not yet been dismantled.
