[Main Gate]
"Ask your questions, if you must, but tread carefully," Graviel said, his voice steady, each word sharp enough to cut through the tension. "And be quick. My patience is thin today."
Zhang Qin stepped forward, his hawk-like eyes narrowing as he met Graviel's gaze. Despite his Martial Ancestor status, standing before Graviel felt like standing at the edge of a cliff.
The sheer weight of Graviel's presence sent ripples through the Qi around them.
"Like I said earlier. We're here for answers, Lord Graviel," Zhang Qin began, trying to keep his tone steady. "The appearance of your grandsons has raised… concerns. Their display at Dandelion City cannot be ignored. What are they? What are you hiding?"