The man hadn't expected Zhao Rui to simply ignore his Illusory Sound Divine Skill and attack him directly.
A look of astonishment flashed across his face, but he dodged without a moment's hesitation.
At the same time, his feet moved like lightning as he bolted for the exit.
Zhao Rui's strike met empty air. He saw that the man had no intention of fighting him head-on.
Slightly surprised, he quickly gave chase.
This sudden turn of events stunned Zhao Rui's students. They exchanged a look and then ran out in pursuit as well.
The commotion took only a moment to register with the hall's security and the other students. They all scrambled to give chase.
"What are we chasing?"
"I don't know. I just saw everyone else start running."
"Same here."
"..."
The "waiter" was incredibly fast, as if he had mastered some kind of Demon Sect Lightweight Skill. His figure flickered like a phantom as he moved with extreme speed.
