Standing at the city gate, gazing at the bustling city, Lin Yuan suppressed the emotions in his heart and then walked towards the Xuri Martial Academy's branch.
Baiyan City was truly vast, requiring a carriage to travel to the branch. Otherwise, just traversing the outer city would take an ordinary person an hour.
Walking along the road, Lin Yuan's expression was calm, his demeanor deep as an abyss. Regular passersby would consciously avoid him, knowing he was no ordinary man.
In the branch's main hall, people from all over gathered here, arranging for carriages through the martial academy, or traveling outwards or to the academy itself.
Lin Yuan entered and saw several people still in line ahead.
The influx of disciples was overwhelming, compounded by the frequent wars with the Demonic Sect, leaving those waiting for carriages extremely busy.
Not being one to seek attention, he followed the queue, registering in turn.
