Liu Ming was greatly shocked in his heart, and his gaze swept over the five people in front of him one by one, lingering a little longer on the man in the golden robe on the far left.
The appearance of this person was definitely the first time he had seen it, but there was a faint sense of familiarity emanating from this person.
"After all these years, has someone finally arrived here again?" Before Liu Ming could think further, the hunched old man in the yellow robe in the middle looked up and spoke.
This hunched old man's eyes seemed somewhat cloudy, but they also shone brightly, as if they could see through a person's heart at a glance, giving Liu Ming a sense of having nowhere to hide.
The other few people also gradually opened their eyes and looked towards Liu Ming outside the hall.
"How should I address you, seniors?" Liu Ming's body trembled, but his expression remained calm as he asked in a deep voice.
