"Where are the guards? What are they doing?"
A steward of the Spirit Fighting Commerce saw the Chairman's face growing increasingly gloomy, and immediately spoke loudly in inquiry. As a matter of fact, this steward was the leader responsible for the guards at the Commerce headquarters.
However, when this steward loudly demanded a response, silence greeted him, and everyone watched as two figures entered together. The first person wore a white dress, with a clear and delicate appearance and a slightly upturned mouth that revealed a hint of aloof arrogance.
As for the person beside the woman in white, he was an ordinary old man dressed in linen. This person did not seem to possess high cultivation powers, and his elderly eyes were slightly closed, as if he was indifferent to the strong experts of the Spirit Fighting Commerce present in the hall.
"Who are you? Do you know what kind of place this is?"
