Ye Qingfeng wandered through the vast hall, his face pale, causing many who saw him to pause in surprise.
Most of those present were Martial Artists; while they might not exude dragon or tiger energy, they still appeared spirited and vigorous. There was truly no one like Ye Qingfeng with such a thin and sickly appearance.
As Ye Qingfeng walked, he slowly extended his Divine Sense around him. Picking by himself was too slow, so he wanted to use his Divine Sense to directly scan for anything valuable.
Though there were many Martial Artists here, Ye Qingfeng's scan revealed that most were Intermediate War Masters and War General level Martial Artists.
Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng's footsteps abruptly stopped.
"Ye Qingfeng, what's wrong? Keep looking around, there are so many good things here that I've never seen before," Lin Meng said excitedly from behind.
