Northeast corner.
Bai Xiao stood silently in a black and golden Dragon Elephant Fighting Suit, his back to the sun. The golden sunlight shone on his shoulders and back, and the domineering dragon elephant patterns seemed to come alive, shimmering brilliantly. Yet, in front of him lay a shadow, with his deep, angular facial features appearing as if he wore sunglasses.
Bai Xiao quietly observed the other three.
Northwest corner.
A middle-aged man in a blue outfit, scruffy beard, disheveled hair, looking shabby and abandoned, his eyes obscured by his hairline. Only a long scar slanting from the corner of his eye reaching to the left temple could be seen.
On his back, he carried a large spear, Mithril and dark iron, extremely sharp.
Arranged like a fan, the rhombus tips flashed metallic light under the sun. Just a glance seemed enough to blind.
Soul-devouring Spear, Tang Qi.
Southwest corner.
