A middle-aged man dressed in white had an overwhelming presence, and at this moment, he stood tall and proud, his whole person stepping forward boldly, unlike his previous deliberate understatement. This moment, the man with the surname Bai appeared like a god descending to Earth, too brilliant to look directly at.
Behind the middle-aged man, Lei Ting, also fully releasing his aura, resembled a fierce tiger or leopard. His expression was cold like water; his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and in his bell-like eyes shone a heavy and unwilling tinge.
