Hearing Li Ming’s sudden exclamation behind him, Pan Haicheng trembled noticeably. Even so, he was quick to turn around, looking in Huang Xiaolong’s direction.

Both men’s eyes met in midair. An invisible energy collided as their gazes met, releasing a pressure in the hall, akin to a rope stretched taut that was about to snap any moment.

Huang Xiaolong was the first to move, walking toward Pan Haicheng.

Pan Haicheng was inwardly stunned, but he too walked toward Huang Xiaolong. Before he even reached Huang Xiaolong, a radiant smile blossomed on Pan Haicheng’s face, “This Pan Haicheng has long admired Brother Huang Xiaolong’s great reputation ah, and has long been wanting to pay a visit to Brother Huang Xiaolong’s Golden Dragon Peak. I didn’t expect that we’d run into each other here instead!” There was humility in his smile.

By the time his long greeting speech ended, he was standing in front of...