C1185 Waiting

"When did this person arrive? What is his purpose here?"

The crowd buzzed with anxious chatter, faces turning pale with panic as the mood darkened over the scene.

Chu Qing, however, remained the picture of composure, seated leisurely in his chair without a hint of movement. His slight smirk, noticed by all, hinted at the violent storm to come.

A collective desire to flee took hold