Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a group of people slowly emerged from the entrance of the Tianhai Gymnasium.
Eight men clad in black Zhongshan jackets walked out. Their expressions were stern, their strides were in perfect unison, and their collective auras seemed to be intertwined.
Seeing these eight, a sharp light flashed in Wang Wu's eyes. His face grew solemn as he muttered, "The Northern Dragon Guard, the most elite of the Northern Dragon Guard…"
Wong Qifu's expression tightened.
Encircled by the eight men was a middle-aged woman dressed in a black cheongsam. She was regal and luxurious, exuding an innate grace with every move.
The sight of this woman not only soured Jin Hankang's expression but also sent shockwaves through the hearts of every major family present.
Ki Qinyin was, after all, a major figure.
