"Next team!" A calm voice drifted slowly from within the quiet room.
"You guys, go on in." Outside the door, some senior brothers responsible for perimeter security said to Xiao Yan and the others.
Xiao Yan's brow twitched slightly as he discovered that the shadowy figures in charge of security here possessed extremely formidable strength, so much so that even Xiao Yan's late Six-star Dou Di cultivation could not pierce through them.
"Let's go." Xiao Yan and the others went straight from the very back of the line to the front, and they owed all of this to Ling Xuan.
Had it not been for Ling Xuan's connection with these senior brothers, they probably would have wasted quite a bit of time here.
With a soft creak, the five of them entered the room, slowly closed the door, and took a few steps forward.
At that moment, inside the room, there was only a single Middle-aged Man holding a paintbrush who was looking at them.
The Middle-aged Man was in remarkably high spirits, radiating a vibrant and energetic aura at first glance.
"Come over, Junior Brothers and Sisters," said the shadowy figure holding the paintbrush.
The group's footsteps moved slowly toward him.
"Report your five members' hall names, your own names, and your strengths to me so I can register you." The Middle-aged Man slowly raised the hand holding the paintbrush and looked at the group.
For some reason, the very first time the Middle-aged Man looked at Xiao Yan, it felt as though something deep within his heart had loosened-a very bizarre sensation.
This kid seems to harbor some kind of secret, the Middle-aged Man thought to himself.
"I'll go first." The next moment, Lu Di spoke up first.
"Mm." The rest of the group also nodded in succession,