His incomplete body, coupled with the grey cloth robe he wore, made him look like an ascetic.
But it was for this reason that as soon as he sat down, he seemed like a mountain, exerting immense pressure on those around him.
Beneath him were several men and women who at a glance appeared to be shrewd and capable.
All of them were dressed in uniforms, standing tall and carrying themselves with extraordinary grace.
His gaze circled around them, and the one-eyed elder said, "You have been told the orders. Have you all got it clear?"
The man sitting to his right replied firmly, "Crystal clear! Sir!"
"Once you arrive in Emerald City, first investigate the situation and confirm if it's true!"
"If it's true, let the Flower Morning Festival continue!"
"The Flower God on top of the Spirit Realm Mountain does not belong to the powerful demigods! As the first to break through the world barrier and descend into the Real World, her range of impact is controllable!"
