Dawn was just breaking, but at the Imperial Saint Institute, all the new disciples had already packed and were ready to depart.
"Senior Brother Ling Xiao, why hasn't Senior Brother Lin appeared yet?" one of the disciples asked Ling Xiao.
In fact, he had already asked this question several times.
These new disciples had been gathered here for nearly an hour.
The temptation of a quasi-Emperor inheritance was unimaginable; after they had dispersed, none of them had any mind to rest.
After packing their bags, some had quietly made their way to the outside of Lin Hao's courtyard, terrified that everyone else would leave while they were resting.
Quite a few had the same idea. Not long after Lin Hao left with Chen Yan, a crowd had already gathered outside his courtyard.
The crowd grew larger and larger until, an hour ago, all the disciples had arrived.
