Behind the military personnel stood over twenty members of the Silver Forest Spear, clad in silver cloaks. Tianlan's gaze immediately found the two annoying individuals in the crowd, and she couldn't help but let out a soft snort.
However, the two of them didn't notice Fang Hong and his companions. Walking in the middle of the group, they occasionally exchanged words with each other and quickly moved out of everyone's vision.
The next to enter the hall was a man towering like an immense tower.
He wore only a thin linen shirt, revealing his tanned and muscular build. His lips were thick, and he seemed stern and humorless. Beneath his high brow were deep-set eyes as sharp as an eagle's, and two ashen stripes were painted on his cheekbones—one vertical to his forehead and one to his chin.
His black hair was tied into thick braids down his back, reaching all the way to his buttocks with many little copper rings at the ends that jingled as he walked.
