Shen Hao returned to the foot of the mountain, and a group of Xuanqing Guard members looked at him with eyes that seemed about to burst into flames—jealousy!
Originally, everyone was on the same level, but you, Shen Hao, shot ahead without a sound. How could anyone not feel some kind of way about that?
Envy was envy, jealousy was jealousy, but there was nothing they could do. No one even asked Shen Hao what he learned up the mountain. The atmosphere was awkward. The only one whose expression was still normal was Chen Tianwen, who smiled and cupped his hands to offer congratulations to Shen Hao.
"Since Shen Zongqi is down now, let's go."
As soon as the grand ceremony at the Gui Mountain Cultivation Institute's gate ended, Pingjiang City would quickly return to its usual peace, and there was no need to keep so many Xuanqing Guard stationed here.
