"Is this Master Xie Yan really that powerful?" someone in the crowd asked.
His voice carried both curiosity and doubt.
It was clear he was no different from Lin Feng and his group, someone who had only just learned of Master Xie Yan's sudden rise to fame in the slums.
The man looked around at the tightly packed crowd, his eyes widening slightly as he took in the sheer number of people gathered.
There were old men leaning on canes, women clutching children, and even a few rough-looking cultivators standing quietly at the edges.
Every single one of them had come for the same person.
In his mind, only someone truly favored by the heavens could attract such overwhelming attention.
A gathering of this scale was not something an ordinary person could achieve.
Because of this, his doubts began to waver, slowly replaced by expectation.
"Where have you been these past few days? Hiding under a rock?" another man replied with a scoff, clearly amused by the question.
