Indeed, the hall was filled with many familiar faces.
Upon seeing Su Chen walk in,
they all stood up.
"Young boy Su, thankfully you're back in time!" Qin Zhengzhong also stood up, smiling and said, visibly relieved.
However, Su Chen's gaze fell upon another person.
This was a stranger, dressed in purple luxurious clothes, exuding an extraordinary demeanour, with a smile on his face, holding a teacup in one hand.
This man was only twenty-eight years old.
But!
He was strong!
Unimaginably strong!
Su Chen's expression was extremely solemn, staring at this man, his mind trembling.
"Twenty-eight years old, Creation Realm?" Su Chen's mind was filled with questions.
"Indeed!" The other party, however, put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, looked deeply into Su Chen's eyes, smiled and nodded: "Very good!"
"May I know who you are?" Su Chen asked.
