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Yang Hao sat at the seat of honor in a lofty manner.

In his eyes, these secular world people were just a bunch of ants.

As his gaze swept through the faces of those nobles, there were either nervousness, or at a loss, or excitement, all the facets of humanity, so on and so forth. It made him feel like he was overlooking all life.

Finally, his gaze swept over to Ye Yuan who was opposite him, and his face involuntarily froze up.

The mood which just got a little better instantly vanished with a puff.

This fellow was really hateful! However, he most likely would not survive today either way!

Thinking up to here, Yang Hao could not help feeling secretly pleased.

A core disciple who had yet to enter the sect was killed in a secular world conflict. With the addition of his master and Elder Ouyang covering up in the middle, the outcome would just be left inconclusive.