About ten minutes passed, and just as everyone was getting a bit impatient, the Taekwondo Club finally made their late entrance...
The Taekwondo Club showed up with more than fifty people, led by the physically imposing Chen Yong, dressed in a black martial arts robe. Upon arriving, Chen Yong's eyes darted around as if he were searching for someone.
When his gaze landed on Qiu Manghuang at the podium, a sneer flashed in his eyes, mocking Qiu Manghuang. However, when Qiu Manghuang glanced over, Chen Yong quickly averted his eyes.
Chen Yong and his fifty-plus followers, all in black martial arts robes, exuded a stronger aura than even Yang Zui did alone earlier.
Chen Yong led his group to another side, and out of politeness, Huang Feng arranged for some chairs to be brought over for them.
