After a long time, Zhang Xiaohua grew impatient. However, looking around, the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect had no change of expression on their faces, standing respectfully, occasionally glancing at the end of the corridor.
Zhang Xiaohua immediately admired the surrounding disciples greatly, and it was a great compliment to the Piaomiao Sect he held in high esteem. This was the crystallization of the Piaomiao Sect's daily quality education. Even without the presence of high-level members, the rules remained strict. Zhang Xiaohua felt inferior.
While Zhang Xiaohua was lost in thought, the disciples' gazes focused on the end of the corridor. Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly looked over, but unfortunately, he wasn't tall enough and many disciples obscured his view. It wasn't until the visitors got closer that he could see who had come to visit the Mountain Gate during the Piaomiao Sect's Martial Arts Conference.