As they rested and recovered enough strength, the group finally disembarked from the ship, stepping onto the dock one after another with their auras mostly stabilized. The moment their feet touched the ground, countless gazes turned toward them without restraint, sharp and probing, as if trying to peel away every layer of their identity.
Lin Xiao Tian stood at the front, his expression calm as his eyes swept across the surroundings, already weighing the situation and considering their next move. New territory, unknown forces, and far too many eyes watching, this place is going to be troublesome if handled carelessly.
Just as he was about to speak, a soft and pleasant voice drifted toward him like a gentle breeze, cutting through the tension with effortless ease. He turned slightly, only to see Chu Yue approaching from the distance, her figure descending gracefully as several other women followed behind her in Moon Veil Pavilion robes.
