"Interesting. Do you know who they were?" Riley asked, his tone calm and almost fond, like he was observing a curious detail rather than a threat.
There was no alarm, no anger, and not even a hint of surprise on his handsome face.
It was as if he had expected this exact event to unfold, as if it had been inevitable from the start.
"I'm sorry, Patriarch. They didn't announce their names or sects, but one thing is certain—their leader is a primordial dao fragment powerhouse," the old man reported, bowing slightly, his voice steady but laced with a hint of awe.
He had seen enough of Riley's opponents to know when to tread carefully, but the sheer strength of that great expert made him wary.
Riley's gaze lingered on the old man for a moment, sharp and calculating.
