A routine change of Sect Leaders was no big deal for the Star Alliance, but for a local Small Thousand Realm, it was a major event.
A week before the grand ceremony was to begin, Wang Meng returned to the Holy Hall. He met with no one except for Hu Jing, Yang Ying, and the others in his close circle.
When the group gathered, they were once again filled with emotion. It seemed that every time Wang Meng returned, he had changed dramatically.
This time, the change was a bit intense.
Zhang Xiaopang was the most excited. He had finally realized his dream. "Brother Meng, if you ask who's the strongest in this world, there are all sorts of opinions. But if you ask who has the best eye for talent, it's definitely me, Master Zhang! The first time I met you on the street back then, I felt this overwhelming aura of power wash over me. Ah, in that moment, I just knew that following you was absolutely the right choice!"
