Watching Fang Shuwen, who was already on his feet, Lu Guiyan bit her lip and had no choice but to stand up and follow behind him.
'It would be better to wait here than to just barge in like this,' Lu Guiyan thought.
Even if they couldn't see Wu Lingxiao, Liu Qi, the Chief Steward of Flying Snow City, was here, which would be enough to complete the handover.
But she didn't have the courage to part ways with Fang Shuwen.
'After all,' she thought, looking over the group, 'I can't afford to offend a single one of them.'
Now, the Book Immortal, Murong Qingchen, had no intention of waiting any longer, and Fang Shuwen was also heading in to join the commotion.
She could only sigh inwardly at how strangely masters behaved. Beyond that, she was speechless and could only follow along obediently.
The group thus sauntered into the inner hall. Seeing this, the few people remaining in the outer hall simply stared at one another.
