He Xian Martial Arts Hall, a side courtyard next to the banquet venue.
A few verdant ornamental trees, with neatly trimmed branches and leaves, gently swayed in the warm breeze, rustling softly. The leaves reflected the evening sun's glow, emitting a faint orange-red color. The environment here was noticeably quieter, yet the noise and voices from the banquet area could still be indistinctly heard.
In a corner of the side courtyard, in front of a circular flowerbed lined with white tiles.
"Tap."
A tall figure stopped in their tracks, slowly turning around.
The face was masculine and rugged, with dense, slightly slanted eyebrows that extended into the temples. Beneath the brows, a dazzling glow spread a thousand miles, falling into the cold eyes.
