Adam stepped into the usually barricaded central peak area. He breathed the dense Qi saturating the air, feeling it was twice as abundant as in the inner sect.
Before the sea of flushed-faced and fist-raised disciples, Xu Fei and Yun waved, drawing his attention.
Noticing the movement, the disciples parted respectfully to let Shen and his group join the other elders.
"I still can't believe my eyes," Xu Fei whispered, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "Do you think the sect master commissioned a mage from the western islands to cure you before making his great entrance?"
The other elders glared at him and clicked their tongues—as if.
Shen shook his head, his sparkling eyes drifting to Adam, Misha, and Mei Lan for a split second. "Forget this matter altogether, brother. Whoever wiped that curse is my hero."
