Just as he was feeling agitated, a guard disciple's report suddenly came from outside.
Luo Hou lifted his head abruptly, a hint of suspicion flashing across his originally grim face, and countless thoughts instantly flooded his mind: "Someone wants to see me? And there's an Imaging Stone? Could it be footage of the transaction?"
His heart tightened suddenly. After all, the people sent for the transaction were trusted confidants he had secretly trained for many years. They operated extremely discreetly and had almost never appeared in public. Even if they were captured on film, no one should be able to recognize them.
Perhaps, there will be clues about that man in white.
"Let him in!" Upon thinking this, Luo Hou tidied his clothes, attempting to appear more composed, then strode to the main seat and sat down, his gaze fixed tightly on the great hall's entrance.
However, after a brief wait, the reporting disciple returned.
