Before making their way through the grand entrance of Tianlong Mansion, the Feng Clan members dismounted from their horses.
A group of stable attendants hurried over, bowing respectfully as they took the reins. The sound of hooves faded into the background as the horses were led away toward the stables.
With their steeds gone, the Feng Clan adjusted their robes and composed themselves, ready to face the gathering.
Then, as the Feng Clan began their approach to the mansion's entrance, the noises from inside grew louder, a chaotic blend of laughter, animated conversations, and the occasional burst of argument.
The grand courtyard beyond the gate was filled with the hum of various influential clans already present, their voices bouncing off the marble pillars of Tianlong Mansion.
It was clear that the Eastern Gathering was well underway, with powerful figures exchanging pleasantries or plotting behind guarded smiles.
