When he reached the reception room door, Chen An paused briefly, adjusted himself, then pushed the door open.
The person inside had been seated on the sofa, but upon hearing someone enter, he immediately rose to his feet.
He had sword-like brows and starry eyes, a face like polished jade, and a bearing as steady and imposing as a mountain. He wore the blue-green robes of a Spirit Hall worshiper, along with golden shoulder armor adorned with blue-green luan feathers.
Chen An sized him up, but he did not know or recognize this man. The only thing he knew was that the man was strong, among the continent's very best.
"Hello, Dean Chen. I am a Spirit Hall worshiper, Azure Kite Douluo."
The man took the initiative to speak, his voice gentle and courteous, though it sounded somewhat put-on. From the looks of it, this was strictly business.
After the other party introduced himself, Chen An understood his identity, but became even more puzzled.
Why would a Spirit Hall worshiper be dispatched so easily? Could something major have happened?
Seeing Chen An's confusion, Azure Kite Douluo quickly explained.
"I have come on behalf of Spirit Hall to invite you to participate in the Soul Master Tournament."
That only left Chen An more baffled. Was a mere Soul Master Tournament worth such trouble, enough to send a worshiper personally to extend an invitation?
But after giving it some thought, he understood the reason. Recently, Phantom Star had been stealing the spotlight throughout the Suotuo City region.
On top of that, there was the time he had thoroughly beaten Chrysanthemum and Ghost, suppressing the worshipers in battle and even forcing Qian Daoliu into being unwilling and unable to act.
If they simply sent someone else—or even any of the people mentioned above—would