His shouting made the elders overseeing the various sects feel as though a stinkbug had wormed its way into an otherwise perfectly good crowd. Nobody else had a problem; only he had so many complaints.
Yet he was crying foul under the banner of the artifact refining world. What they wanted to ask was, did he really have no idea whether he belonged to the artifact refining world?
Then again, after the commotion in the Divine Fire Domain, the elders had to admit that this fellow was unlike most people.
And the Stargazing Pavilion's people were waiting for him nearby.
In short, laying hands on him was awkward, but leaving him alone rankled. They all wanted to pry the secret out of his mouth. He was a fellow who inspired decidedly mixed feelings.
At his words, the overseeing elders glanced at the people still waiting in line for inspection.
Every disciple their gazes swept over assumed an expression that said, "I never said that. I'm not one of those 'many people' he mentioned."
The elders did not refute Shi Chun, either. After all, he was not spouting nonsense; his argument did make sense.
Since he had a point, they could hardly leave him unanswered. Wouldn't silence amount to saying that they intended to be unfair?
So one elder offered a casual brush-off. "You worry too much. Appropriate considerations will be made."
Well, with that said, Shi Chun could hardly keep pressing for now. He had voiced his opinion. If nothing came of it later, he could always raise his voice a little more. For the moment, he stopped there, cupped his hands to the elders, then turned and waved everyone along.
Apart from Tong Mingshan, who had more or less grasped the Chief's intentions, the others-including Young Master Nan's group-were