"Quite a crowd!"
In the courtyard, near the front hall, six of the Azure Cloud Eight Elites had been seated at the same table. Meng Du cradled his teacup, savoring small sips in leisurely contentment, a faint smile on his handsome face.
He wore a loose blue-green robe patterned with black, dragonlike markings, lending him a cold, devilish allure. The maids serving tea beside him could not help stealing repeated glances, their cheeks flushed rosy.
Meng Du was accustomed to this. He did not even look at them, merely casting his gaze over the tables.
Powerful figures and prominent personages from every quarter, some familiar and others strangers, all came into view.
At his words, Zhao Bai and Su Liangyu also looked around.
"The four clans of Tower City-Gold, Silver, Iron, and Stone-and more than a dozen clans from the Yinshan Kingdom..."
"And the great houses and mighty clans of the Northern Frontier, each a power in its own domain: the Mu Family of Xilan City, the Mo Family of Mo City, the Shang Household of Shangyang City, the Gu Clan of Liying City, the Long Family of Proud City, the Lin Family of Maple City, the Ma Household of Qianlin City, the Qian Household of Vast Sea City..."
"As well as independent sects large and small, such as the Empty Cicada Sect, Flying Star Sect, Mysterious Cloud Sect, and Heavenly Scenery Sect, and followers of the Righteous Path..."
"The Heavenly Dao Alliance's disciplinary officers, team captains, and Wind-Catching Envoys from all over have come too!"
"And renowned rogue cultivators and famous experts from every quarter..."
Most of these people were strangers to them. At their age and with their experience, they had yet to build such an extensive network of connections. If someone could, through his own influence alone,