Smithing Hall
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
On a hilltop that was surrounded by clouds and mist, Tian Yinghao ran cheerfully with a hand on his chest. It was obvious that he must have something important in front of his chest.
As he walked, he occasionally greeted a few of fellows that he was familiar with. He eventually arrived at a big courtyard in a valley.
"Elder Bai—is Elder Bai here?" Tian Yinghao shouted without any restraint despite the strange looks from other people.
"What's all this yelling about? Don't you know where this is?" A young man walked out angrily. He looked displeased.
Tian Yinghao smiled embarrassedly. The young man did not have a high cultivation base, but he had a rather strong background in the sect.