In the corner of the cabin sat the man who had loudly offered his bid. The mysterious masked stranger was similarly clad in grey, blending with the congregation of guests. Not even his height and girth could be seen through the wide robes that he wore. None knew who he was, save for Meng Qi and Yan Wuwo. He was one of the Tai Shang Elders of the Ji Clan of the Central Province, Ji Feihong. The Elder was also in the Terrestrial Rankings, wielding powerful strength of his own. When he arrived on the boat, the hosts did not fail to notice that his body had shown signs of faltering health.
Martial practitioners of the Exterior enjoyed robust health well into old age. Their powers would never dwindle and their bodies would never display signs of decline despite their age unless Death had reached their door. Since his well-being had shown signs of diminishing, it meant that Death was already waiting to claim Ji Feihong's life.
