"Those two auras... Hai Bodong! And... Jia Shentian?"
After carefully sensing them, Yan Lin, who was extremely familiar with Hai Bodong's aura, quickly recognized him. As for the other terrifying presence, no weaker than Hai Bodong's, Yan Lin was not very familiar with it. Yet having fought Jia Shentian before, he found it rather familiar and was still able to guess his identity.
"Why are these two old fellows fighting?"
Yan Lin frowned. Hai Bodong had already been in the Imperial Capital for nearly a year, so why had Jia Shentian clashed with him again? He could not understand what these two old fellows were up to. For a moment, Yan Lin lost all interest in waiting in line. He grabbed Zi Yan's hand and darted to an open space nearby. Then, with a slight tremor of his back, he released his Dou Qi wings before the dumbfounded stares of the people in line and the city gate guards.
With a flap of his wings, Yan Lin instantly transformed into a streak of multicolored light, shooting toward the northwest like he was chasing stars and the moon.
"Holy shit! Dou Qi wings?!"
"He's a Dou Wang?!"
"I actually lined up with a Dou Wang? Damn, I've really made it!"
Hearing the sudden whistle of wind and feeling the fierce gusts buffet against them, the people at the city gate all cast astonished looks toward Yan Lin. They stared blankly at the two figures rapidly slicing through the sky and flying into the Imperial Capital.
The city gate guards had forgotten their duties and stopped collecting entrance fees. Those seeking to enter the city no longer lined up in an orderly fashion either. They all gazed into the distant sky, discussing it in small groups with excitement.
To ordinary people, a