Everyone's gaze sharpened, and they finally saw clearly.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a silver robe, whose face was somewhat delicate, yet his expression was as cold as ice.
Despite the numerous people in the main hall, when they swept their spiritual sense over this middle-aged man, they all began to murmur internally.
Whether they were ordinary members of the Upper Clan or those from the Saint Race, when their spiritual sense approached this man, it was repelled by a force of restriction, making it impossible to probe the depths of his cultivation.
But given that he dared to break in so unrestrainedly, his background must be extraordinary.
At this moment, few noticed that the purple young beast, upon clearly seeing the man's appearance, revealed an expression of wild joy in its eyes, yet its body remained tied by the golden-silver thin cords, unable to make any move.
"Who are you, and how did you enter this place? What about the guards outside?" Xiao Buyi asked solemnly.
