Lin Mu did not immediately enter. Instead, he hovered outside and listened.
The commotion inside was obvious and there were too many voices. Some were young, and some were old, clearly belonging to the disciples as well as the elders. The voices overlapped so heavily that even Lin Mu had trouble distinguishing individual conversations.
He narrowed his eyes and focused.
Gradually, the words became clearer. "Mengli Zhenyu?"
"Is this really a Junior Elder of our peak?"
"I have never heard of that name."
"How could someone from so long ago suddenly return?"
"Was he really the one who fought Daoist Bone Ruler?"
"I heard he broke the Bone Ruler."
"That's impossible."
"I heard he raised a mountain straight into the heavens."
"I heard he raised the entire sea and turned it into an ocean."
Lin Mu's mouth twitched. 'People certainly know how to exaggerate.'
He continued listening and the discussion quickly confirmed his suspicion.
