Get Out

Outside Human Hall, the crowd gradually grew. Most were Outer Sect disciples of Cold Moon Palace; only a very small number came from the other three halls.

They all wore curious expressions as they looked toward Wang Hao and the others outside Human Hall.

Some disciples from the three halls even had knowing looks on their faces, arms folded across their chests as they waited quietly.

It seemed they wanted to see the one inside Human Hall make a fool of himself.

Wang Hao and the others arrived at the entrance of Human Hall, their expressions somewhat unpleasant.

Because aside from drawing the surrounding disciples over, that earlier shout had received no response at all from within Human Hall.

It was as though no one was there.

Yet Wang Hao and the others knew perfectly well that Yang Chen was inside.

It was simply that, as Outer Sect disciples, they could not enter the hall without the Hall Master's permission.

That was the difference brought by one's status.

Wang Hao let out an angry roar.

"What? The mighty Human Hall Master is a turtle hiding in his shell? You're even afraid of a lowly Outer Sect disciple like me? I think you'd better obediently hand over the position of Human Hall Master. Save yourself from humiliating yourself!"

Wang Hao sneered mockingly.

"You're just a mere First Revolution Gods and Devils cultivator. Didn't you only become Hall Master because you latched onto the Palace Master? Bah! A connection hire!"

Yet there was still no response from within Human Hall.

It made Wang Hao feel as if he had punched cotton.

So everything he said had just gone in one ear and out the other!

The many surrounding disciples smiled, though their gazes toward Human Hall were filled with disdain.

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