It had been three days since the Old Dean clashed with the Gong Clan's cultivator and the mysterious unknown Expert.
That battle had shaken the entire city, killing tens of Master Realm warriors.
Yet, even after three full days, the Mystic City had not recovered from the shock.
Whispers of the battle could still be heard in tea houses and taverns.
And today… the city received new visitors.
Their very presence made the air heavy, whose arrival made countless people tremble.
"Are you sure it's them?" a man asked from the corner of the bustling street, his voice hushed but full of disbelief.
"Of course it is," another replied sharply, rolling his eyes. "Do you think everyone is blind like you?"
"Ah! I've heard countless rumors about them," the first man murmured, excitement and fear warring in his tone. "But who would've thought I'd see the legendary Knights of the Jun clan with my own eyes?"
