"Alright, no more words, let's go inside, prepare for a moment, and start the formal meeting." Zhang Rongfang looked around.
Everyone in his line of sight subconsciously lowered their heads to avoid eye contact, showing respect.
The pressure just now even caused some of the weaker people to faint directly.
Up until now, nobody was even sure what method that was. Many were still speculating that it might be the ability to manipulate wind, airflow, or air.
Only people like Long understood that it was fundamentally a skill of mental awareness.
The group entered the rest area, then separated to go to their respective fixed rooms.
As the Palace Master, Dipao had long prepared everything.
Zhang Rongfang, as the host, walked all the way, and everything was orderly wherever he went.
Key areas were tightly controlled by important experts patrolling, allowing no errors to occur.
The rest room in Yuan City was in the deepest part of Chenxi Palace.
