Wind Island, in front of a small building.

There was a constant stream of people forming a long queue and a very buzzing and lively atmosphere.

Chen Beifeng stood on the second floor, watching the scene below with a wide smile. He also couldn’t help but marvel at the attractive power of the Mark Capturing Rune. Most likely, nine out of ten people of the Wind Pavilion were currently gathered here.

“Li Jian, you really know how to adapt to circumstances.” Chen Beifeng titled his head and looked at a man behind him with a smile.

The man’s complexion was pale, his nose wide, and there was a serious expression on his face. When he heard what Chen Beifeng said, he bowed respectfully and revealed a humble smile. “A good bird knows which tree to choose to live on. The entire Wind Pavilion belongs to the Wind Pavilion’s pavilion master, and I just came to report in advance.”

He implied Chen Beifeng would be the future pavilion master of the Wind Pavilion.

Chen Beifeng gave a hearty laugh and pointed to Li Jian. “You know how to talk.”

“Deputy pavilion master Ye Bingling won’t be a match for you. I have...