"Whoosh..."
Everyone's gaze turned toward the corridor, where a young man in white stood, exuding an air of considerable handsomeness, appearing to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years of age.
This man was clearly a master, with occasional flashes of brilliance in his eyes.
"Who are you?" Lin Feng asked, with a slight raise of his eyebrows.
"Who is this person? It seems he intends to intervene in this matter."
Many around whispered and discussed among themselves.
Things were getting more interesting, and many people seemed incredibly excited.
"Zhang Yunlong," the young man declared, rather arrogantly.
"Zhang Yunlong? Is he Zhang Yunlong? One of the Five Great Masters of the Imperial Guards of True Martial Country!"
A chorus of sharp intakes of breath could be heard.
The so-called Imperial Guards were tasked with defending the Palace of True Martial Country.
To guard the monarch of a nation, the cultivation of these Guards was naturally formidable.
