The night was as dark as ink.

Inside Wang Chen's cave residence, it was brightly lit.

Wang Chen, Liu Yue, and three other Inner Sect disciples who had initially followed Lin Changsheng were sitting upright, their expressions both excited and tense as they looked at Lin Changsheng in front of them.

Since Lin Changsheng had made a name for himself in the grand competition, the status of these "direct disciples" had risen accordingly. Those fellow disciples who used to be indifferent to them were now incredibly enthusiastic, their words full of flattery.