Chu Ruolin was so happy that she didn't know what to do.
She rubbed her hands repeatedly: "Chu Yi, come on, let's return to Hengyue Sect and have a great celebration."
Situ Nan was even more overjoyed, to the point of dancing, and whistled a tune that nobody recognized.
Pang Dachuan patted Chu Yi heavily on the shoulder twice: "Let's go, you rascal, today you are our great hero from Hengyue Sect."
Yang Dingtian was certainly prepared; he took a red robe with a golden dragon embroidered on it out of his Storage Bag. It was very lavish.
"Put this on, and let's go."
Everyone gave Yang Dingtian a thumbs-up.
"Master, you truly are wise, to have foreseen even this."
"Master, did you already anticipate our Hengyue Sect's victory?"
Everyone asked joyfully.
Yang Dingtian responded proudly: "As the sect leader, shouldn't I have full faith in our members?"
"Hahaha…"
Everyone laughed happily.
Surrounded by everyone, Chu Yi was also very happy, following along with the group.
