Luo Tian and Jin Huai walked in front.
The wide-faced man and the gentle-looking woman prepared to leave, but they were stopped by the guards.
They could only enter, not retreat.
The two had no choice but to follow Luo Tian into the Cyan Armor Race's residence.
'I hope we'll be okay.'
The two of them placed all their hopes on Luo Tian.
Jin Huai led the three through pavilions and waterside gazebos, soon arriving at a grand and opulent hall.
Inside, it seemed they were entertaining honored guests. There were dancing girls, musicians, and all sorts of exotic delicacies.
Seated on both sides was a group of youths, all dressed lavishly and hailing from different races.
But it was clear that the gazes of the other youths were all fixed on a man with dark blue skin, their faces showing fawning smiles and a degree of caution.
"Jin Huai, you're finally back."
"What was it? What made you leave in such a hurry? Come on, tell us."
A few of the young men spoke up.
