Around the convoy, more than a dozen cold-faced bodyguards in pure black suits stood ramrod straight like javelins.
These middle-aged men wore solemn expressions, their temples bulging high as a terrifying pressure radiated from them, imposing even without anger.
Even ordinary people would feel their hearts pound and their breathing grow difficult from merely glancing at them from afar.
Because all of these men were Ancient Martial Arts experts who had entered the Transformation Realm, or even reached Dan Force!
And at the very center, tightly guarded by this group of top experts, stood two eye-catching figures.
The young man on the left was Qin Yanci, the eldest grandson of the Qin Family.
He wore a perfectly tailored white custom-made casual suit, with a pair of exquisite gold-rimmed glasses resting on his nose.
Tall and upright, with extraordinarily handsome features, he carried himself with the gentle, refined air of a modest gentleman.
Standing beside Qin Yanci was Qin Yunhan, the little princess of the Qin Family, beloved by every elder in the family.
This young lady, in the full bloom of youth, had clearly dressed up with exceptional care today.
She wore an off-white, waist-cinching pleated dress, handcrafted by a top designer from France.
The silky premium fabric clung perfectly to the girl's budding, graceful curves, outlining her slender waist to perfection.
The hem fell just to her knees, revealing a pair of flawlessly straight, slender legs.
Her fair legs were tightly wrapped in a pair of pure white velvet pantyhose as thin as cicada wings, giving off an immaculate sense of purity.
On her feet were French-style retro leather shoes set with tiny diamonds, making her look playful without sacrificing elegance.
Her delicate oval face, brimming with collagen, possessed features so exquisite that not a single flaw could be