The bamboo grove was still the same bamboo grove.

Of course, there were still people blocking his way outside the bamboo grove.

Many disciples of Jixia Academy glared at him angrily. Among them were those he had seen at Yue Longmen, as well as other disciples he hadn't met before, numbering over a hundred.

Standing at the front was a man, handsome with features as sharp as if carved, his eyes piercing, staring coldly at Xu Wuzhou.