Aria's sharp eyes scanned the crowd like blades seeking flesh. Her expression was cold, calculating, but behind that mask was a seething fury barely kept in check. Yet no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't pinpoint a single suspicious face.
One among them was just a young man barely at the 8th level of Seeker Rank—far too weak. The rest were all peak Expert Rank cultivators, clearly overwhelmed by the oppressive pressure of the Master Rank presence around them.
There was only one among them who stood out slightly, a man whose strength teetered on the edge of stepping into the Master Rank, but even he didn't seem powerful enough to face someone like Silus head-on.
Though if he were part of a coordinated ambush… perhaps the story changed.
But no one said a word.
