While Cain did not care about most of the gathered delegation, there was one person he did notice—a middle-aged woman of the Deus Behemoth Race. She resembled a humanoid water dragon, her entire body glowing with a luminous sky-blue radiance.
'Renan.' The name hovered in Cain's mind the instant he saw her. She was the very target the Night Prince wanted him to kill. He let none of that grim intention surface on his face; outwardly, he displayed only calm indifference.
"I have arrived," he said shortly, addressing the group gathered near the south gate of the Gu Sect.
Many sets of eyes regarded him coldly. Some bristled at his aloof manner, but truth be told, they had never been fond of Cain's reputation. His ease in consorting with members of the Dark Races had made him infamous in the sect.
Before tension could spike, a booming voice cut through the air. "Let's go. There's no point in wasting time on useless bickering."
