The members of the Cloud Shadow Sky were still chatting.

In the place where the members of the Silver-winged Hall stood, the mood was a little down. Zhong An, their branch hall leader, was not a talkative man. He just stood there, looking rather aloof and detached. His subordinates were murmuring in low voices.

Even they didn't know that Zhong An was already a Yuan Ying Realm cultivator.

Among these people, Mo Wen and the other elves were the ...