When Huang Xiaolong entered the main hall, he saw five people in total.

All five of them were peak late-Ninth Esteem Dao Venerables, and they weren’t ordinary experts. Their presence alone showed off the power possessed by the Mystical Pavilion.

When they saw Huang Xiaolong, none of them dared to put on airs as they got to their feet instantly. Cupping their fists, they greeted him, “Young Master Huang Xiaolong.”

Nodding slightly, Huang Xiaolong allowed them to sit before heading over to the main seat in the hall.

“I wonder what you’re here for…” Huang Xiaolong didn’t feel like beating about the bush, and he asked.

The five of them looked at each other, and Chen Baili broke the silence. He chuckled, “Since Young Master Huang has asked, we shall not hide anything from you. We are here to invite Young...