In the Cold Mountain Pavilion, aside from those guests who are familiar with each other's identities and backgrounds, the pavilion itself will never leak any information about its guests to outsiders.
At this moment, some cultivators gathered in clusters, chatting and laughing, discussing the ongoing Trade Conference, clearly longtime friends who haven't seen each other for years.
Others sat in silence, exuding an aura of inapproachability towards strangers.
Some exchanged hostile glances, evidently harboring grudges.
When Lu Yuanshan and his two companions had just entered and were greeted by Xuu Shangyang, many cultivators around shifted their gaze to scrutinize the three.
Those gazes were sharp and curious, making Lu Yuanshan and his companions the center of attention for a while.
This situation wasn't unique to them; later arrivals would also be scrutinized, as people wondered if they recognized them, their background, and cultivation level.
"Lu Daoist, over here!"
