“Long San?”

Long Chen was startled. Someone actually recognized him here? Turning toward the voice, he saw a young man amongst this crowd of close to a thousand disciples. Each one of them had a small table in front of them, like they were scholars about to take a test.

“Sorry, you are…?” Long Chen didn’t recognize him.

“Shut up! Who said you could speak so loudly here?!”

A Jade Core disciple sternly shouted at him. This disciple was already quite old, so his temper wasn’t good.

Long Chen frowned. The Jade Core disciple glared at Long Chen, and Long Chen almost couldn’t help but slap him in the face.

He had an urge to curse this disciple, but he didn’t say anything. Now wasn’t the time to start being arrogant. Silently walking around that disciple, he walked toward the person who knew him.

“Long San, sit. Sorry, I made you get scolded,” apologized that person quietly.

Zhao Xiang just happened to see the sight of Long Chen quietly turn away from the disciple who had scolded him so sternly....