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Sunflower Sect & Western Sunlight Sect - Part I.
Author: Jimmy-Chuuu
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The noisy atmosphere in the hall fell silent as the light from the lamp that used phosphorescent stones shone onto the stage, toward the figure that had just appeared.

Mr. Yan Bai smilingly made an opening speech explaining the history of the establishment of the Hall of Treasures, until their current revival. The faces of the invited guests began to show boredom, when Mr. Yan Bai explained the history of the Hall of Treasures at length.

Realizing that the invited guests were getting bored, Mr. Yan Bai immediately changed the subject.

"So without further ado, our New Hall of Treasures is pleased to introduce 'Mr. Morenyu', who will preside over the auction for the opening of our New Hall of Treasures!"

When Mr. Yan Bai disappeared backstage, suddenly a shadowy figure could be seen flying swiftly, standing hovering in the middle of the hall.

"Suiitt!"

The phosphor stone lamp came back to life and clearly highlighted the appearance of the newly appeared figure in full light.

"Apparently
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