Yang Chang'an swept his gaze over the people ahead, his eyes first settling on the man radiating scorching heat. The man had a wild mane of red hair and eyes brimming with arrogance, and an overbearing air that warned strangers to keep their distance.
Next, his gaze shifted to the red-haired man's side. An unremarkable-looking youth stood there, but his eyes were as sharp as knives, sending a chill through anyone they swept over.
Finally, he looked at the girl beside the youth. Her eyes were intensely alluring, every glance carrying a seductive charm, while her bearing was coldly beautiful and dangerous.
There was no need to guess. These three were the Papal Hall's greatest talents of this generation, the future Golden Generation: Demon Fox Hu Liena,
Moon Blade Xie Yue, and Flame Lord Yan.
They were also the main targets the Worship Hall had sent his group here to challenge.
Hearing Niu Wenchuan's voice, the others nearby turned to look at the commotion on the Papal Hall's side.
Jin Li'er, Qingyu, Shi Hao, and Le Zhengxuan all fixed their gazes on Hu Liena and her two companions. Especially upon seeing Hu Liena's seductive, haughty demeanor, undisguised disdain immediately appeared on their faces.
Across from them, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan likewise met the gazes of Yang Chang'an and his companions.
When they saw these defiant-looking "brats," clearly four or five years younger than themselves, a mocking smile immediately curled Yan's lips. He made an extremely provocative gesture straight at Yang Chang'an's group, his eyes practically overflowing with contempt.
Only then did Yan turn around. Looking at Hu Liena and Xie Yue beside him, he sneered with a wide grin. "I thought the Worship Hall would send someone impressive, but they sent a few little brats to challenge us?