บท 118: A year is too long

Luo Qianqiu, the Ye Clan, Ou Clan, Mu Clan, and Yan Clan all saw Qin Wentian, but they were each thinking about different things.

Although it could be said that Qin Wentian’s strength was pretty good, as he’d defeated Yanaro in the past before, he still seemed to be unable to obtain any ranking in this Jun Lin Banquet.

“He’s Wen Qintian, right?” From the direction of the Mu Clan, an elder asked Mu Rou standing next to him in a low voice as he looked at Qin Wentian’s portrait.

“Yes.” Mu Rou lightly nodded, a flash of extraordinary splendour flickering in her gaze towards Qin Wentian. That divine inscription painting granted her a promise from Gong Yang Hong. At the moment, she had yet to personally voice her thanks to Qin Wentian.