Academy, Transmission Hall.
The discussion hall had a total of ten black ebony Taishi Chairs.
Two at the top, four on the left and right below.
At this time, an old man with graying hair sat upright at the upper position.
Three people sat on each side.
At this moment, Steward Bai stood at the lower part of the discussion hall, reporting to the elders sitting together.
When they heard that Lin Yuan was talented, they all thought he had some potential.
"Bai Yiting, you said Lin Yuan directly defeated Lai Ke? Just overwhelmed him head-on without using other means?"
One middle-aged man with a bluish complexion asked, his voice full of doubt, somewhat skeptical.
"Elder, it is indeed witnessed by me personally, without a trace of fabrication." Steward Bai bowed again, his gaze sincere.
"Guys, do any of you have old ties with this Lin Yuan?" The elder at the top, his hair graying, his eyes bright, spoke with a vigorous and imposing tone.
