At the foot of the mountain, the long line stretched like a dragon, and as far as the eye could see, everyone wore long robes and embroidered garments.
The little path remained quiet, yet countless jade belts and cloud-patterned boots filled the eye, suffusing the once-desolate mountain foot with an indescribable air of splendor. The Qinghe Town residents watching from afar wore reverent expressions and did not dare step forward.
The town chief and old clan chief squeezed out of the crowd, only to be stunned by the overwhelming nobility before them.
"Hiss..."
"Why have so many distinguished guests come to our Qinghe Town?!"
The two exchanged quiet glances, the shock plain in their eyes.
Even though they did not know these people's identities, they could still tell at a glance that the visitors possessed extraordinary bearing. They were absolutely great figures no one could afford to offend.
With merely one sweep of his gaze,
even the old clan chief, a Martial Spirit Realm expert, felt an indescribable pressure.
The town chief was even more terrified. He hurried forward and bowed.
As Qinghe Town's administrator, he had to properly handle the scene before him. No matter why these people had come, he could not show the slightest discourtesy.
But after taking only a few steps, the words in his mouth caught in his throat.
"Everyone..."
The old town chief suddenly stared blankly, having forgotten every carefully prepared word.
At the end of the line he was watching, someone stood there stiffly and anxiously, lingering outside the procession with an unsettled expression, looking as tense as a lackey awaiting orders.
Upon seeing that person's face clearly, the old clan chief's eyes widened in shock as well.
"City Lord?!"
It was hard to believe that the dignified City Lord would appear so