A single stone stirs up a thousand waves, that's all it takes.
The intense spiritual power of the students, who were in heated discussion, instantly focused the sunlight in the Grand Martial Arts Arena so powerfully that it shot to the sky, a golden pillar reaching the heavens, as if they were collectively leveling up.
However, at this moment, Leyu wasn't looking at them. Instead, he turned his head to glance at the teachers beside him. Most of the teachers were face-struck with shock, except for a few expressionless individuals, though they might have been facially paralyzed. There was only one handsome man with an ink-black long braid, carrying a black box on his back, who was also observing the surroundings.
In the instant their eyes met, the braided man gently struck his left chest, saluting Leyu, with a faint, elusive smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.
Leyu was very familiar with that kind of smile.
It was exactly the same as Lan Yan's.
