Over at the Supreme Hall, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Luo Mountain's apology instantly made their pressure disappear. It seemed that for the time being, no one would dare to suppress them again.
"Let's go accept some tasks."
Thus, some of the Supreme Hall's disciples headed to the Task Hall, while others went to the cultivation tower. Regardless, their worries were gone.
However, the situation quickly changed. When these disciples went to the Task Hall to accept tasks, they found themselves targeted. No matter which task they tried to accept, someone else snatched it away a step ahead of them. After this happened several times, they were humiliated and enraged.
A Supreme Hall disciple named Zhang Yan glared angrily at the tall young man beside him and said through gritted teeth, "Why are you snatching our tasks?"
This tall young man was, of course, Wang Li, who had been ordered to suppress the Supreme Hall.
