Greenfly Coin-Exchange Technique (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 115: Greenfly Coin-Exchange Technique (Seeking Monthly Votes)

The three figures who suddenly appeared in the arena consisted of one woman and two men, with the young woman in the middle as their leader.

She wore a white robe styled like men's clothing, her hair bound beneath a silver crown and cascading like a long waterfall. She looked rather dashing, save for the cold arrogance between her brows. She gazed down at everyone below as though they were chickens and dogs.

Among the crowd, the masters of the various martial halls, including the Lone Pavilion Master, were the first to notice the trio's arrival.

Far from showing impatience or agitation, the hall masters all stepped forward and respectfully bowed toward the three on the platform.

"Greetings, envoys of the Immortal Sect!"

The shout drew everyone else's attention. They all turned to look at the figures atop the platform, their expressions varied, with scattered cries of surprise rising up.

The three on the platform did not reply at once. Only after the white-robed woman had surveyed each of the hall masters below did she speak blandly.

"You all came from the Immortal Sect as well, so you may be considered this Zong's seniors. There is no need for such ceremony. Rather, this Zong arrived late today and has been discourteous."

Though she spoke the words "been discourteous," her body remained ramrod straight, her hands clasped behind her back. Let alone returning their salute, she could not even be bothered to lower her eyelids. She simply half-closed her eyes and ignored them.

Seeing the newcomer behave this way, the Lone Pavilion Master and the others did not find it strange in the slightest. Instead, they all secretly breathed sighs of relief.

As they exchanged glances, their eyes conveyed thoughts like, *This year's