Time flashed by like a white steed galloping past a crack, gone in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
In these three days, Ye Fan had learned a lot about the overall situation and trends in the entire Ancient Demon City.
As the selection competition drew closer by the day, young strong people from the various clans of the Demon World arrived one after another, turning this Elder Gu Holy City into a gathering center of storm and clouds.
This day, Zi Xiaoyi paced back and forth in his room like a trapped beast, his heart restless and anxious.
Xingtian had said that three days later, he would come to see Zi Huan, and today was the appointed day.
Yet—
He still hadn't settled things on Zi Huan's side, and he couldn't imagine what would happen when they met!
Yet—
Even though he was burning with anxiety, there was nothing he could do now; he could only wait uneasily, just like a condemned prisoner waiting for the moment of execution, agitated and on edge.
