Dragon Spirit strolled into the courtyard of the reception hall, and a dense crowd immediately came into view.
The people at the base were now huddling fearfully in the corners.
This scene made Dragon Spirit almost want to curse them out on the spot; weren't these supposed to be the ruthless traitors of the Xuan Sect?
Why do these people seem like spineless turncoats, purely trying to deceive resources from the Dark Hall's Black Robed People!
After a few eye rolls, Dragon Spirit redirected his gaze to the back of the crowd, to the person sitting at the very center — the absolute authority.
The people at the base, under Dragon Spirit's disdainful gaze, shrank back a little. They didn't want to be so cowardly, but the people who came this time were completely beyond their imagination.
It even discouraged them from wanting to stir up trouble in the slightest; not revealing Dragon Spirit's identity was already them restraining themselves to their limits.
