Without another word, Uncle Shi sprang forward, striking with a palm full of violent force.
He might be a servant, but he was still an Exalt.
The power of his strike howled through the air.
"Heh."
The masked warrior sneered. Instead of retreating, he raised his own palm and met the attack head-on.
Boom!
The collision shook the ground.
Both men staggered back three steps, evenly matched.
"What?"
Uncle Shi's eyes widened in shock.
This man… was also an Exalt!
His gaze immediately swept over the rest of the masked figures. Only then did his heart sink.
Aside from the scarred man, whose strength was clearly at the Elite level, he could not see through anyone else.
Which meant only one thing.
Every one of them was an Exalt or higher.
In a city like Fengyue City, a single Exalt could dominate an entire faction. And now, over a dozen stood before him.
Who exactly were these people?
"Who are you?" Uncle Shi asked gravely.
