Shi Hao had a dark expression on his face, his heart bitter, having been tricked into such a Dao Ground. He really wanted to dash his head against a wall from shame.
If he were to leave someday, he would surely be the target of a thousand fingers pointing and scorned by thousands, one can imagine that scene, probably wherever he went he would be met with cries of scorn.
He remembered now, no wonder Qi Daolin asked him if he had heard of his name; it turns out that old man was feeling guilty himself!
"Hehe, truly a curious matter, there are still people entering this sect, even Qi Daolord himself has run off, not having appeared for many years, yet there are still people claiming to be his disciples."
"You must be someone who applied to Celestial Immortal Academy but ended up rejected, right?" Brother Liu said, his chin lifted slightly, carrying an air of superiority, for those admitted into the Celestial Immortal Academy are all elites from various tribes.
