chapter 12 Third-grade Martial Spirit

Within about eighty breaths, Titus arrived at the Yin Yang Platform.
A young man dressed in Inner Sect disciple attire sat on a grand master’s chair, with three Inner Sect disciples and many Outer Sect disciples behind him.
Seeing Titus arrive at the Yin Yang Platform, the young man’s lips curled up.
“You’ve come quite quickly.” Palmer squinted at Titus.
“Where’s Raelyn?” Titus asked in a deep voice.
Clap clap!
Palmer clapped twice, and the Outer Sect disciples stepped...