The people in the main hall had already noticed the commotion.
The billowing black smoke was so eye-catching that it was hard to ignore.
"What is the Yun Cang Sword Sect doing? Is there some new performance in store?"
"I don't know... are they going to set off fireworks for us?"
"It's not even dark yet, how can we see the fireworks clearly?"
The Yuncang Sword Sect disciples listened to the guests' discussion with subtle expressions.
Others may not know, but they all know very well.
That's the direction of the sect's main peak, and the young sect leader Qi Fengyu's courtyard is there.
Shen Yun was the first to notice the unusual situation over there. He immediately stopped the conversation that was in progress and prepared to go over to see what was going on.
Ji Mofan has always been well-behaved, so he shouldn't be deliberately causing trouble at this last moment.
But he hasn't reappeared since he left his seat.
There's a high chance something really happened.
"Quickly...quickly come and help!"
The moment a figure appeared on the horizon, Shen Yun's pupils contracted sharply. He instinctively flew over and caught Qi Fengyu, who almost fell headfirst off his sword.
He had appeared impeccably dressed when he first appeared, but now he looked utterly disheveled. The cumbersome decorations on his head had been mostly removed, and his hair was pitifully spread over his shoulders.
But this time he wasn't pretending to be pitiful; he was genuinely pitiful.
"Quick... my courtyard... Senior Brother... Li Geyue..." Qi Fengyu was exhausted from overusing his spiritual power and was panting heavily. After forcing out a few words, he coughed violently.
Shen Yun roughly understood what he was trying to say, but before he could react, another figure flew towards the direction where the black smoke was rising.
"metropolitan!"
The cheers were left far behind by Qi Yuan.
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