In the dead of night
Wu Zhiming, Wu Ren, and Wu Yuancài were standing at the entrance on the summit of Ascend Heaven Mountain.
Through the images floating in midair, they could clearly see Ye Chenfeng and the others' every move.
Seeing on the projection that Ye Chenfeng's face was pale, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, his steps shaky and unsteady, Wu Zhiming's lips curved into a faint smile as he muttered inwardly, "Young people should taste some hardship, only then won't they be overly arrogant. Being able to participate in the competition between the branches of the Six Great Hidden Sects is already your good fortune. I absolutely can't let you get too full of yourself."
But when Wu Ren saw Ye Chenfeng's appearance, his heart trembled slightly, and he even felt a bit of sympathy for Wu Zhiming. He had no idea that Ye Chenfeng was just putting on an act.
