March 7th and Stelle stared at each other.
What? Who? The Vidyadhara High Elder?
Dan Heng was Imbibitor Lunae?!
Oh, right... he was a Xianzhou native...
Wait, he really was the Dragon King?!
March 7th almost shrieked.
She instinctively tightened her grip on Stelle's arm. Catching sight of over a hundred solemn-faced servers out of the corner of her eye, she hurriedly raised her other hand to cover her mouth.
The growing pain made Stelle frown slightly, and she patted the back of March 7th's hand.
March 7th hastily let go and lowered her head to inspect her companion's arm. Once she was sure she had left no marks, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Mindful of the Xianzhou's unusual circumstances, neither spoke. They merely exchanged a glance, then darted their eyes around, using their gazes to convey the thousand things running through their minds.
A dozen or so meters away, Dan Heng stood frozen.
The stares of over a hundred people felt almost tangible, like the blazing summer sun, as though they would burn a hole straight through him.
No wonder Jing Yuan had the Express take a dedicated route...
If anyone else saw this...
Heat rose in Dan Heng's cheeks, and his head grew increasingly muddled.
The leader who had first revealed his identity stepped forward and loudly snapped him out of his thoughts:
"Lord High Elder-"
Dan Heng instinctively looked over at that person.
Seeing this, the others followed suit, calling out one after another:
"Lord Dan Heng..."
"Imbibitor Lunae-"
"Lord High Elder!"
Over a hundred voices overlapped. It was like standing in a dense forest on a summer night, with countless cicadas buzzing in his ears.
Dan Heng did his best to ignore his companions' gazes, the stares of those hundred-odd people, and the noise that