In an instant, the faint dragon energy on his body seemed to stir.
On the path he had just taken, the hidden underground, and the agents nearby who had been monitoring the surroundings, all fell.
He skillfully walked upstairs to the president's office.
At the door, he raised his hand and knocked.
"Who?"
The president's slightly surprised voice rang out.
"It's me."
After this single word, a deathly silence fell within the president's office.
...
Tomorrow is Lantern Festival. Ever since Ming Yi returned, their Dragon King Army had added a new segment to their drills and training.
Sparring.
In simple terms, it was that Ming Yi sparred with the people from Misty Immortal Palace every day.
"Too much! Too much!"
Jian Chen'an clenched his fists. If he hadn't already entered the divine realm, he would have acted long ago!
"Calm down."
Wu Zongshen patted his shoulder.
After days of sparring, his junior brothers, except for those few who were on the verge of entering the divine realm, couldn't last five minutes against Ming Yi.
The result was that Ming Yi seemed to have fallen in love with this feeling.
"This is also a good opportunity for you to verify what you have seen and learned over the years." Wu Zongshen remained composed, his calmness reassuring.
Lin Xiao, along with all the soldiers, stood around as spectators. Tomorrow was Lantern Festival, which meant the ban would be lifted. He had been feeling a constant twitch in his eyelids lately, and he didn't know what was happening outside. He had a bad premonition.
"Brother Xiao, what's wrong? You've seemed absent-minded these past few days." Ye Chen had been staying close to Lin Xiao, constantly observing him, and naturally noticed his preoccupation.
"Have there been any recent news from outside?" Lin Xiao asked. "From Dragon Country or the Beautiful Country, or anywhere else? Any major developments?"
"Haven't heard anything..."
Ye Chen had also been helping Lin Xiao inquire everywhere these days. Any stir would be reported to Lin Xiao, but... it was just a stir.
"Alright."
Lin Xiao didn't know why, but he felt a slight unease in his heart. Yet, this unease wasn't like sensing danger; it felt peculiar, and he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
The higher-ups had also remained tight-lipped with him. Whenever he called, they would either beat around the bush or offer useless pleasantries, but nothing substantial.
He could only wait for everything to be over.
Today, he was once again watching Ming Yi single-handedly dominate the field.
The scene made Lin Xiao weary. These people from Misty Immortal Palace had improved, but was their progress too slow? They weren't even as fast as Ming Yi.
To put it bluntly, the people from Misty Immortal Palace, after days of sparring, had all their thirty-six sword techniques, seventy-two knife techniques, and over ten kinds of fist and foot combat... all seen through.
He could see that the people from Misty Immortal Palace were indeed improving, but their perspective was insufficient.
It was the same old story... His gaze shifted to Wu Zongshen and Jian Chen'an over there.
Wu Zongshen remained unfazed, while Jian Chen'an was the opposite extreme.
If Wu Zongshen didn't pat his shoulder every now and then, Jian Chen'an would probably be standing in the arena by now.
"No! We can't let him look down on our Misty Immortal Palace!"