"Pingping is over there!"
Zhong Ping exclaimed excitedly, pointing at a certain spot.
His voice was not low, causing the people around him who were originally closing their eyes and concentrating on listening to the person speaking in the center to immediately open their eyes and turn their gaze towards the source of the sound.
A barrage of gazes suddenly struck, startling Zhong Ping and his two companions, who instinctively scurried behind Chen Hao to hide from those penetrating stares.
"Who goes there?"
A man's rugged voice rang out, deep and resonant. Although the hall was extremely spacious, his voice seemed to carry a penetrating quality that allowed everyone present to hear it clearly.
Chen Hao's gaze became sharp as he looked towards the center of the hall, which was exactly where the speaking man was seated.
