C167 Nocturnal Conversation(1)

When he returned to the Martial Arts Association, the plaza in front of the entrance was still bustling with people. Many cultivators had come here to register for the competition. Jiang Wuxin's eyes swept over the crowd. Just like yesterday, many people had lined up in front of the door, showing how busy this place was.

Jiang Wuxin walked through the main entrance and into the guild