Outside the Supreme Sect, in front of the South City Gate.
"Sword Venerable Fudao, if you do not show up within 30 minutes' time, then I will carve two more words on the Heavenly Repair Platform!"
Han Ming's voice resounded, loud as rolling thunder, reverberating between heaven and earth for a long time.
His words stirred the cultivators into a flurry of discussion. Although the disciples of the Supreme Sect frowned, they did not dare to curse him, as he had observed the formalities first.
Having eagerly awaited for a month, the fact that Sword Venerable Fudao hadn't appeared left even the disciples of the Supreme Sect somewhat disappointed.
Zuo Lin on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief; though he felt Han Ming was no match for Sword Venerable Fudao, having spent a month together, he sincerely didn't wish for anything untoward to happen to Han Ming.
Zuo Yijian, on the other hand, looked into the distance, instinctively feeling that Sword Venerable Fudao would surely come.