Night, banquet.
"This concluded the second stage of the Intersect Competition!" Zheng Fu Gong said as he raised his drink. "The ones who will advance to the third stage are – " he said as he looked at the fifty people before him. " – Li Tian of Xinfaxian Sect, …, Jing Cheng of Zunjingde Sect, Xi Ming of ShanliangdeSect, …, Wu Xi – " he said and looked at Wu Xi.
The crowd warily looked at Wu Xi. Their eyes are filled with vigilance because they still haven't forgotten what happened to Pei An.
Little Theater:
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@authordada: @everyone stop it.
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