In no time, the crowded hall had cleared to make a straight, wide path.
Tap, tap, tap!
This was the sound of heavy iron-plated boots striking the ground.
The approaching footsteps were steady and forceful, creating a sense of oppression in the air that felt almost tangible, bearing down upon those present.
This behavior was undoubtedly extremely arrogant, recklessly releasing an aura that seemed to say to the adventurers: I am here, make way!
But it has to be said, the newcomer had the confidence to act this way.
Lin Da and his group were among the crowd when Kafni, shocked, exclaimed, "Impressive, must be Level 30."
Level 30, Star-ranked adventurer!
In White Dove City, perhaps only members of the White Dove Adventure Group possessed this rank.
Lin Da looked toward the entrance of the hall with a solemn expression.
The entrant was a young man with fiery red hair tied in a ponytail, his eyes as sharp as daggers, and a thin sword hanging at his waist.
