56 iron pillars, 56 chains of Primordial Artifact sealing Primordial Power, 56 figures.
Xiao Yi watched, his face looking grim and cold.
"What are you looking at?" Tong Ye glared at Xiao Yi first.
On the Mountain Gate Square, 56 people, with faint breaths and injuries on their bodies, but none were in mortal danger.
"Xiao Yi, and you, Qing Lin, these scum from Heavenly King Mountain are your doing, aren't they?"
Tong Ye and his group spoke coldly.
Xiao Yi nodded, "Yes."
Qing Lin also nodded, "Yes, but it doesn't help to complain now..."
Qing Lin hadn't finished speaking.
Tong Ye interrupted suddenly, "Apologies."
"Hmm?" Xiao Yi and Qing Lin both furrowed their brows.
Tong Ye gave a bitter smile, "If we hadn't been captured, you two wouldn't have been forced to risk coming to Heavenly King Mountain."
"But we haven't disgraced the academy." Fang Yun and Fang Yu smiled smugly.
"The ones who captured us are the old guys from Heavenly King Mountain, and we acknowledged it."
