The Mountain River Stage was bustling with the young elites of the entire southern sector. There were those who were well-acquainted with each other; those who disliked each other; those who could not wait to unsheathe their swords at each other; those who fanned the flames; and those who calmly sat in the boat sailing through a storm. At this moment, the young elites of the southern region had formed a little community of their own.
From the east, a cold air assaulted their faces. Everybody immediately stopped whatever they were doing and looked over.
