Excuses

When Alex finally arrived at the gates of the Flowing Brush sect, he couldn't help but be surprised when he was greeted by a crowd that fully occupied the sect gate.

"The hell?" Alex looked in confusion. He looked left and right and saw people from different sects and cities who seemed to have come here.

Alex even noticed a few cultivators from the elite sects and clans in the crowd. However, they looked like they were one of the less important individuals in their given sect.

He had to line up to even get a chance to talk with the guards. So, he waited for his turn to come up as the crowd murmured on its own.

'Why are they here? Is there a celebration of some sort for my mother winning second place?' Alex wondered. If that were true, he could only wonder how much rowdier the Demon Whisper sect was.

After all, the fatty Tian Ye had won the…