Chapitre 329: An Abrupt Lead

As a popular trope goes: the villains always come in a five-man team; four horsemen and their leader, who will be riding a white steed. However, there were no white steeds in this scenario. After the four Heavenly Kings had said their piece, they turned their gazes to an elderly man sitting in their midst.

He looked to be about sixty or seventy-years-old, and his eyes were like black mirrors reflecting glows of wisdom. His was sitting up straight and appeared sturdy, and his muscles, which was partially covered by the monk-robe he was wearing, were just as firm and herculean as the other northerners present in the room.

This was not his most captivating trait, however. The elderly man, who had the countenance of a commander of the Northern warriors' envoy, was most noticeable for his light-reflecting bald head. With his firm muscles and his common northern robe, he perfectly depicted the picture of ripped, elderly bald monk.