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    Xu Kun raised his wrist to look at his watch.

    There were only the last thirty seconds left before the start of the group meeting.

    The scene is still noisy.

    Loud noise, strange laughter, whistling, pandemonium.

    Obviously, there was no one who placed Ling Tian, the young lord of the Underworld Palace, in their eyes.

    As Leng Yunfeng watched this scene, he couldn’t help but narrow his gaze, his heart laughing coldly.

    These provincial hall masters were clearly demonstrating and provoking Ling Tian.

    If Ling Tian couldn’t subdue these people, this meeting, today, was bound to be impossible.

    The young lord of the Underworld Palace, too, would be discredited and completely reduced to a laughingstock.

    It was up to Ling Tian to see if he had the ability to shock the entire audience.

    While Leng Yunfeng was watching the joke, Ling Tian’s face remained flat and no expression could be seen.

    However, the people around them felt that cold, murderous aura that was getting thicker and thicker.

    Obviously, Ling Tian was similarly waiting!

    When the time comes, the thunder will strike.

    When that happens, I’m afraid someone is going to be out of luck!

    Just when there were still ten seconds left, Ling Tian’s eyes had narrowed as killing opportunities exploded.

    But suddenly, a group of people came walking quickly.

    “Young Lord, I’m not late, am I!”

    A woman’s voice suddenly rang out.

    However, when he heard it in Ling Tian’s ears, he was delighted.

    “Hahaha, not too late at all!”

    “Just right!”

    Ling Tian laughed brightly and followed the sound.

    All the people present also turned their heads and looked over.

    But then, the people’s gazes, all of a sudden, glazed over with shock.

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