Seeing that Pei Ji had come with hostile intent, Tang Bufan was so frightened that he did not dare utter a single word.
"Lin Bai, you must be extremely careful. I really can't help you this time." When Tang Bufan saw Pei Ji, a High-Rank Elder, personally come to summon Lin Bai, he could tell how important this matter was.
Lin Bai smiled faintly. "Warm the wine and wait for me to come back and drink it."
"Okay!"
Tang Bufan looked at Lin Bai worriedly and nodded.
"Let's go, Elder Pei Ji!"
Immediately, Lin Bai followed Elder Pei Ji away from Shadow Mountain and headed straight for the Elders Council of the Sword Dao Institute.
Sword Dao Institute, Elders Council!
This place completely belonged to the upper echelons of the Sword Dao Institute. Ordinary disciples could not enter and leave easily!
Inside the Elders Council.
Seven High-Rank Elders had come, including Pei Ji!
There were more than a hundred Mid-Rank Elders!
As for the Low-Rank Elders, there were even more—over five hundred!
After that, there were also many Core Disciples of the Sword Dao Institute!
Among these disciples stood a young man dressed in a blue robe, appearing to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. His expression was arrogant, and his eyes were languid, carrying an air of defiance that seemed to place him above all others.
That man stood among the crowd like a crane among chickens. His presence seemed even more eye-catching than that of all the High-Rank Elders present!
This person was Murong Fei!
Lin Bai and Pei Ji entered the Elders Council.
Looking up, Lin Bai saw the dean of the Sword Dao Institute, Dugu Yun, sitting upright and watching him with a faint smile.
Below Dugu Yun sat a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression