Chapter 365: Man of the True World

Rustle, rustle. Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned their heads simultaneously, seeking its source. A young man, about twenty-something, bounced and skipped energetically out of the main hall. He wore a red robe, with a large red flower pinned to his chest. His appearance was fair, but his expression was oddly unsettling. Trailing behind him was an elder in a dark blue robe, followed by ten young men in light blue robes. This was the entire entourage. The young man saw the crowd gathered in...