As morning arrived, Lin Xiao Tian led the group out without delay, their figures cutting through the air as they headed toward the location Chu Yue had mentioned earlier.
Even before they fully descended, the sheer density of people gathered below became clear, factions scattered across the open ground, each occupying their own space while maintaining a careful distance.
The moment they appeared overhead, several sharp gazes swept across them, probing and measuring, before slowly withdrawing as if nothing had happened. Lin Xiao Tian's eyes narrowed slightly as he observed the silent exchanges.
They are not just gathered here, they are already sizing each other up, deciding who is prey and who is not worth touching.
As they landed, the atmosphere did not relax in the slightest, instead it grew tighter, quieter, as if every movement was being noted.
