The crowd streamed in relentlessly, and more than half of the seats were already occupied. The circular tables in the inner circle, however, remained empty—they were reserved for the most important figures, who would naturally arrive at the last moment.
The Eight-Armed Demon Crown Prince was already present, but he wore a mask over his face. His gaze flickered uncertainly.
As one of the key figures of the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, he sat near the front of the outer circle. However, no one was seated near him—no one wanted to risk provoking his wrath.
Somehow, word of how Lan Xuanyu had used illusions to resolve the crisis during the competition's final moments this morning had spread widely, and now many people were aware of it. Thus, when the representatives of the various clans attending today's meeting saw the Eight-Armed Demon Crown Prince, despite their distaste for his race, they couldn't help but show expressions of pity.
