"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother!"
"..."
Along the way, disciples from various branches greeted him with a smile, clearly having been advised in advance.
This time, the ancestral temple ritual was spoiled by Dongfang Bubai, and the fellow disciples used this way to warm the atmosphere.
Zhao Rong didn't care much about the scale of the ritual but appreciated the good intentions of his fellow disciples.
"Senior Brother, hurry to Tingfeng Terrace!"
Lv Songfeng shouted with a smile and Zhao Rong quickened his pace.
"Is there something exciting happening?"
"A big excitement! Haha!"
Lv Songfeng approached, talking about the events at Tingfeng Terrace along the way.
"The formation created by our Senior Brother is truly remarkable."
"Mi, Wei Jin, and the others are practicing the formation at Tingfeng Terrace, and the surrounding brothers itch to jump into the formation to compare skills, getting battered and covered in dust and dirt."