Knock. Knock. Knock.

The noisy footsteps closed in from the distance. Every step seemed to be stomping on their hearts. With these footsteps, everyone knew that the people they were waiting for had finally arrived. His honest face was replaced by the melancholy in his brows. He had his hands behind his back while he walked across the grass with more than 20 disciples from influential families behind him. It was Wang Baiwan.

Dozens of figures appeared in the distance. The person in front was fat but gave off an extraordinary aura. 

The more than 20 figures behind him were all rushing here and were not afraid of anything. When they heard about the situation from Baldy, they all became excited and followed Wang Baiwan here.

When Bai Zimo and the youths saw their own people arrive, they revealed proud smiles. At this moment, the disciples from influential families had 30 to 40 people. Without Bai Zimo or Mu Zijun’s command, they walked to surround Zhao Jiuge’s group of seven or eight p...