Cheng Jinhai was feeling incredibly nervous and uneasy at the moment, his complexion turned pale. Had he not continuously reassured himself beforehand, he probably wouldn't have dared to follow Fang Lin to the top of Tang Tower.
It's no joke, those seated here were at the very least influential figures of considerable status, like the Sect Master of the largest sect in the southern part of Tang Country who was sitting here right now.
Cheng Jinhai's Heng Long Mountain, in the southern part of Tang Country, was only a mid-tier power. Across the entire Tang Country, it ranked even lower, amidst the third or possibly even fourth-tier powers.
Cheng Jinhai certainly had no right to set foot here, and even gazing up at this place from below would require a heart filled with reverence.
At this moment, Cheng Jinhai was following Fang Lin, having ascended the Tang Tower and arrived at the gathering area for the many guests.
