At that moment, Hun Changqing followed Ya Fei into the center of the hall. His gaze swept around before finally settling on the woman in the seat of honor.
The woman wore an oddly shaped gray-brown mask that concealed her face. Her clothing was equally plain-just a white robe without a single embellishment. She looked utterly unremarkable, yet her aura was as vast as an abyss. She was a genuine Dou Sheng Expert.
She was none other than Saint Molan, the ruler of Poseidon City and the entire Eastern Region!
"A late-stage One-Star Dou Sheng..."
Sensing Saint Molan's aura, Hun Changqing felt a little surprised.
He had learned from Ya Fei that Saint Molan had only advanced to Dou Sheng a dozen or so years ago, yet she had already reached the late stage. Such talent truly lived up to her reputation as the Eastern Region's greatest genius in a thousand years. She could even rival the prodigies of the Emperor Clans who possessed upper-middle-grade Dou Di Bloodlines.
"Golden Emperor, the city lord called an assembly today, yet you brought an outsider here. What is the meaning of this? Do you hold the city lord in such contempt?"
Just as Hun Changqing was studying Saint Molan, a voice suddenly rang out in the hall. He looked up and saw that the speaker was a man dressed in a lavish purple robe.
He also wore a Purple Mask, though it covered only half his face. The exposed half was quite handsome, but his features were somewhat contorted at that moment. Though he addressed Ya Fei, his eyes remained fixed on Hun Changqing beside her, burning with jealousy and resentment.
Like Ya Fei, this man was one of the Four Emperors serving under Saint Molan. Known as the Purple Emperor, he held