Ethan's own cultivation level was sparse, but he had great confidence in his senior brothers. Even Zhang Dasen and his ilk were clamoring for it, and he had already determined that the challenger was his senior brother. He was afraid that the world would be in chaos, so he thought: "Why don't I go with you to find out what the inner disciples are like, so that my senior brothers can have a clear target at that time."
The inner disciples who follow the island owner are also wearing white robes, but unlike the elders and protectors, the disciples' clothes are very simple and white. When such a group of people come together, from a distance, they look like a group of people wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety. With a quick glance, Ethan traced the traces of the inner disciples without much effort.
The disciples who surrounded the Master of Qinglong Island walked silently. I don't know if it was because of the strict rules in the inner sect or what, but no one was seen whispering to each other. Their faces were as cold as if they had seen through the world, and they didn't even have the slightest hint of joy. Feng, they quietly left the crowd, away from the hustle and bustle, showing a certain loneliness that was almost lonely.
Ethan knew that the island owner was a powerful person, so he didn't dare to get too close. He just climbed up a big tree from a distance, put his hands on the pergola and looked at those people.
When the inner disciples reached the halfway point of the hillside, they all stopped. Several disciples brought a small shoulder cart and respectfully asked the island owner to sit on it.
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