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On that sunny and beautiful day, a group of unusual individuals arrived at the gates of Feng Lei City. They were dressed in attire similar to that of the city lord's guard, but their imposing presence was far beyond that of ordinary protectors.
Each member of this group was a formidable warrior, all at the Foundation Peak level, just a step away from reaching the realm of Celestial Beings. Their eyes were sharp as blades, and their steps were steady as mountains, as if each footfall struck a chord in the hearts of those around them, causing an involuntary shiver.
Leading them was an extraordinary figure. He exuded a restrained aura that seemed ordinary at first glance, yet emanated an indescribable pressure. This pressure was akin to a volcano on the verge of eruption—calm on the surface but harboring boundless fury and power within.
The onlookers, witnessing this astonishing display of strength, began to murmur among themselves, speculating about the origins of this group. At that moment, a well-informed individual whispered, "I heard they were sent by the Tianfeng County King!"
At this revelation, everyone gasped in surprise. The Tianfeng County King? That was a person of great stature! Why would he suddenly send people to Feng Lei City? Could it be that after several days of calm, Feng Lei City was about to face another upheaval?
Expressions of astonishment and curiosity filled the faces of the crowd, while their hearts surged with tumultuous waves. They understood that the appearance of this group was anything but coincidental. Feng Lei City was likely on the brink of an unprecedented storm!
At that moment, Feng Lei City resembled a pot of water on the verge of boiling, stirred into a frenzy by the arrival of this group. Everyone held their breath in anticipation, waiting for what might unfold next.
As dawn broke and the morning light pierced through the mist, City Lord Feng Wuyā stood at the grand city gates in splendid attire, his demeanor solemn yet humble. His gaze pierced through the thin fog, fixating on the approaching convoy in the distance as he contemplated the imminent meeting.
As the convoy drew closer, a look of respect appeared on Feng Wuyā's face. When the leader finally dismounted from his carriage, Feng Wuyā stepped forward and bowed deeply, his voice carrying a barely perceptible tremor: "Greetings, Qian Da Ren. Thank you for your arduous journey."
However, it seemed that the leader paid little heed to Feng Wuyā's courtesy; he didn't even glance at him but merely responded with a curt "Hmm." This brief reply cut through the air like an icy blade in winter, causing Feng Wuyā's expression to stiffen slightly.
Yet, being the lord of a city, Feng Wuyā quickly composed himself and forced a smile as if nothing had happened: "Qian Da Ren has traveled from afar; I have prepared a banquet at the city lord's residence to welcome you and wash away your fatigue. Please allow me to show you my hospitality."
Upon hearing this, the leader finally turned his head slightly and fixed his gaze on Feng Wuyā for a moment. Although his expression remained indifferent, Feng Wuyā sensed a hint of unspoken approval. Thus, he hurriedly led the way for Qian Da Ren and his entourage toward the city lord's residence.
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