Lin Tian looked around and found that there were still quite a few empty seats. Key figures from several ancient martial arts families hadn't appeared yet, including Situ Ming from the Situ family, Wang Wanxi from the Wang family, the middle-aged man from the Yuwen family, and of course, the Pavilion Master of Qingshuang Pavilion hadn't shown up either.
While scanning the hall, someone suddenly patted his shoulder. Lin Tian turned around and saw it was Ghost, who had a face full of smiles.
"Damn, you still have the nerve to smile. Why did you run off on your own first?" Lin Tian said grumpily.
"I didn't have a choice. Aunt Wang took the two of us into the inner pavilion directly. The inner pavilion doesn't allow any communication devices, so I didn't have a chance to inform you. But I knew Brother Tian would definitely come in, so I left you the car keys," Ghost explained, looking rather helpless.
