Step by step, he walked from the direction they had come, heading toward the far end of the street.
The sound of boots tapping against the black bricks was like a drumbeat on the heart, making Lu Hongyu, Wei Zhi, and the others' hearts POUND and tremble.
"He's here."
The Daoist School Master of the Wind and Cloud Daoist School, the green-robed elder Feng Hao, suddenly lifted his eyelids slightly.
And following this Grandmaster's gaze...
The group forced themselves back to their senses and turned in unison, wanting to see just who this person was—this 'holy' figure who could provoke dozens of Grandmasters into setting up a treacherous banquet in their own schools just to put him in his place.
"Th-That's!"
But with just one glance.
Lu Hongyu was the first to look up, her beautiful eyes narrowing in disbelief!
The expressions on Lu Yu, Wei Zhi, and the others beside her... were no better.
