The shadows from Zhao Jiuge’s group were stretched long from the lanterns hung around the mountain.

After seeing them leave, Han Shaolong and Han Tianhu’s expression changed. The difference was that Han Tianhu’s expression was filled with pride, while Han Shaolong’s expression was a bit gloomy.

“Hmph, I have already told you many times to not show your emotions so easily. If you caused people to have doubts and messed up that senior’s order, not even Father would be able to bear the consequences.” Han Shaolong was not happy, and his gaze was still lingering toward the direction of the Wind Mountain Villa.

Facing his big brother’s scolding, Han Tianhu didn’t care at all and smiled. “Big Brother, aren’t I just happy that we have another Spirit Core Realm cultivator on the hook? These past few days, only weak cultivators have come to join the festivities. Less than half are at the Spirit Core Realm like that senior requested.”

“Quiet. Don’t speak about this matter outside. We will discuss it with our father later. It doesn’t matter if we don’t have...