Ye Chen took a long breath and saw the chaotic trio of kings seated on the high platform—with King Xiao on the left, the War King on the right, and the King of Chaos sitting high in the center. The gathering of heroes from all directions also marked the commencement of a grand martial arts convention, with the trio serving as the hosts.
Ye Chen did not join the trio of kings immediately but chose to first lurk in the shadows to observe the arriving heroes. Although the kings were aware of his presence, they had not summoned Ye Chen as the crowd had yet to fully assemble.
"Miaojiang Saintess!" Ye Chen suddenly spotted a familiar figure.
Fang Ruolan gracefully descended. Her own cultivation was rather mediocre, only at the early stage of a Grandmaster, but the towering figure behind her made many in the shadows wary.
"Why is she heading straight for me? Could she be seeking revenge?" Ye Chen's eyelids twitched.
