There was a large empty field in front of the red barrier. The flying boat landed smoothly, and its three occupants jumped to the ground. Around them, hundreds of figures were already waiting anxiously.
"Oh! It's Senior Herion," Pyreus spoke involuntarily.
Herion was very close to where they had landed. He approached the group as soon as they arrived, then respectfully bowed toward Chrysos.
"The disciple sends greetings to the Master of the 14th Palace. I heard that Master Chrysos's body is improving day by day. This is a great blessing for the entire sect."
Chrysos nodded lightly. "Today's results will determine the path you walk for the rest of your life. Do not be careless."
"Yes," Herion replied seriously. Then he straightened up and turned to Pyreus. Joy showed in his warm smile as he said, "We're from the same generation, you don't need to call me Senior."
