"Young friend, please enter the pavilion for a chat!"
Just then, a powerful and resonant voice echoed from within the Ice Castle. The speaker was none other than the Shen Family Ancestor, Shen Zhaoyi.
Outside the Ice Castle, everyone from the Shen Family was shocked. The Ancestor calling him "young friend" was not just an acknowledgment of Chen Cheng's Martial Arts Power, but a sign of immense respect.
Everyone stopped their discussions and looked up toward the Ice Castle in unison.
Their faces all held expressions of reverence and solemnity, which then shifted into a mixture of different emotions.
Some were thrilled and excited, their hearts surging. Some felt a complex, indescribable mix of emotions. And some felt an inexplicable sense of loss...
"Young Master Chen is only nineteen, and he's already entered the Ice Castle. This is terrible!" a Clan Elder suddenly exclaimed.
The crowd realized the implications, and another uproar erupted!
