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Afterwards, the Sword Discussion Conference continued, and disciples from other sects began their contests.
Elder Feng, however, seemed somewhat distracted.
And because of Mo Hua and Feng Zichen's miraculous movement techniques earlier, the subsequent matches seemed rather dull.
Great Elder Zhang also watched indifferently.
During this dull, tasteless "garbage" time, only Zhang Lan stood upright like a clay sculpture, yet his heart was like a burning fire, with every minute and second feeling like a year.
Not knowing how long he endured, Zhang Lan became numb from waiting, and finally, the sword discussions for the day ended.
The audience around began dispersing.
It was at this moment that Great Elder Zhang suddenly turned around, giving Zhang Lan a deep look.
Zhang Lan trembled all over, almost losing his soul.
"Return to the residence..." Great Elder Zhang said.
Zhang Lan froze for a while before holding his breath and nodding, "Yes, Chief Elder."
