"Look, Mr. Dao is here."

Just then, someone with sharp eyes spotted a familiar figure approaching the Martial Pavilion from afar.

"Hm?"

Lu Changsheng lifted his head and looked around. There were people everywhere, and all of them were looking at him with gazes burning with fervor. Something had to have happened!

"Mr. Dao! The news that you escaped the encirclement of four Thousand Cauldrons experts has already spread all over Beiling City. The northern barbarians are going crazy with fury! Hahaha, you've really made us proud!"

The cacophony of voices made Lu Changsheng understand the reason behind their clamor. However, he didn't wish to talk about it. After all, he had fled in haste. That much was undeniable. 

In the eyes...