Everyone became immediately silent as some even unconsciously gasped, seeing a tall old man making his way with a heavy and iron-fisted aura emanating from every inch of his body.
Even if he was an old man, he looked healthy as a horse, though his expression looked extremely serious and intimidating, with his brows furrowed into a frown, his eyes firm and cold.
He was wearing exquisite scarlet robes and had a white chaperon hat on his head with golden embroidery. All in all, he exuded a noble aura that seemed too grand and imposing for this place.
However, strangely everybody immediately bowed their heads as if in reverence and respect the moment they saw this old man with aloof bearings.
