The old man in green robe had an aquiline nose and sharp eyes. His Qi was as powerful as a Thunder. Being stared at by the old man, Xia Pingan felt his heart beating like a drum and sweat like pulp. He was under Great Terror and pressure.
There were 4 young men on the sides of the old man, 2 male and 2 female. They were about 20 - 30 years old. With steady and heroic Qi, they were all watching Zhang tie with judgmental and icy eyes.