Seeing Zhang Kui's surprise, Elder Huayan smiled slightly, "Don't overthink, it has nothing to do with you, it is merely a coincidence."
Zhang Kui nodded, followed Elder Huayan to sit at a seat, and unobtrusively observed the people present.
The most familiar, of course, were those staying behind in the Capital City: Elder Huayan, Imperial Uncle Li Xuanji, Huo Yu with Double Pupils, Yellow Eyebrow Monk, and the rather notorious Xiao Qianchou...
As for those from the provinces, he only knew Helian Boxiong. The rest included monks and Daoists, scholars and women, and even a corpulent man dressed as a commoner.
These were most of the National Guardian True Men in the Qian Dynasty. State Preceptors rarely showed up, so these were the highest visible forces.
Zhang Kui furrowed his brows and soon made another observation.
Although there were only about twenty people, they were divided clearly, forming small groups and lone adventurers, with some exchanging cold glares and sneers.
