Believing there was no more information worth his attention, Lin Fan stood up intending to return to his room.
But at that moment, some commotion arose from the crowd, as four or five people surrounded a young man in white, quickly approaching.
The young man in white wore a graceful demeanor, his face carrying a smile as if basking in the spring breeze. However, those who looked closely would find a trace of coldness in his smile.
"The tenth of the Sky Star Ten Young Elites?" Someone saw the young man in white at the front and couldn't help exclaiming in shock.
The voice was not loud, but most people heard it.
A hint of surprise arose in Lin Fan's heart. He looked towards the young man in white and thought to himself, "This young man in white is the tenth of the Sky Star Ten Young Elites? It's true that hearing of someone's reputation is never as good as seeing them in person!"
Lin Fan subconsciously shook his head.
