Li Yan did not continue cultivating. After lying down on the bed, he stopped thinking about anything and began to sleep soundly.
Two days later, Li Yan, clad in black, flew out of his residence. Awakened by the warning from his token, he made a few quick preparations and immediately flew toward the Elite Mission Hall.
After entering the Mission Hall, Li Yan followed the information he had received and headed straight for a side room off to one side.
Besides the side halls, the main hall also had quite a few rooms marked with characters such as A, B, C, and D. Those were usually temporary gathering places for missions.
Li Yan passed one room after another before finally stopping in front of one marked "C Seventeen."
The door to the room was still closed, but Li Yan did not hesitate. He pushed it open and walked in.
The room was not particularly large. Aside from one table and ten chairs, it could hold roughly twenty people.
After entering, Li Yan casually shut the door behind him and immediately felt several pairs of eyes turn toward him.
Li Yan also raised his eyes to examine the room. Four people were already seated inside. One was an elderly man in brown robes, his hands tucked within his wide sleeves, while his jet-black hair was especially striking.
Yet his face was already lined with many wrinkles. His eyes were particularly unusual, their pupils scarlet red, giving him an exceedingly eerie air.
When the brown-robed elder looked at Li Yan, his gaze carried scrutiny. His face was utterly expressionless, filled with indifference toward everything.
This man sat at the highest seat on one side. Two chairs below him, two young men sat beside one another.
Both appeared to be around twenty-five or