The room in the second floor was connected to the arena before them. It was not large, but could hold a considerable number of people inside. From their direction, they couldn't see what was inside the room clearly, but they could see that it was a plain room in brown color. Probably, they couldn't be bothered to decorate the place.
At that time, there were several people who were talking with each other.
Zhan Jing stayed in one of the rooms, looking pensively at the large man before him. The large man was dressed lavishly with a finely tailored purple robe and also several other decorations. His haughty attitude would make one know immediately that he was very powerful and confident of himself.
"It has been a long time since I saw you, Zhan Jing," the large man caressed his beard with an amused expression. There was a mocking light within his eyes.
Zhan Jing just bowed slightly. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Jing."
