I know, Grey chuckled inwardly. They are actively probing me to figure out my cultivation level. I am pretty famous after all.
[That is true,] the Fragment agreed.
Some nobles were clearly looking down on him, some eyed him with a highly curious light, while others stared with blatant hostility. The cosmic world was a very dark place indeed.
However, Grey's attention shifted abruptly when he saw two figures emerging onto the grand stage designated for the eighteen-year-old bracket.
Fuck. No wonder there is a terrible omen in this world. Grey was completely baffled when he saw the young man who had just stepped into the light.
Standing confidently on one side of the massive arena was a young man with flowing white hair, a shining golden sword gripped tightly in his hand, and an incredibly handsome face that could easily capture anyone's attention.
This man was none other than Evan.
