The moment the young man appeared, he drew everyone's gaze for a simple reason—230,000 years old, second-level Immortal Emperor Realm!
It's terrifying.
Absolutely terrifying.
You must know, the other people present are considered top geniuses within their respective second-level civilizations, yet compared to this young man, the gap is substantial.
Tong Jing's beautiful eyes started to sparkle with excitement.
As if she had found her prey.
Even the protector beside her at the half-step Immortal Emperor Realm whispered, "Miss, if you can befriend this person, the family head will definitely be pleased."
The so-called friends mean romantic partners.
"Ye Lin, greetings everyone." The young man stepped off the war shuttle, looked at the crowd, slightly cupped his hand, revealing a gentle smile.
The first impression he gave was one of closeness and friendliness, not arrogance.
