C388 The Confrontation in the Shrine

At the head of the grand hall, four chairs were lined up in a row, each occupied by a silent figure.

One man, with an icy demeanor reminiscent of a serpent, had a black snake peeking out from his sleeve, its tongue flickering rhythmically.

Another, a rugged brute radiating with raw vitality, slouched casually in his seat, exuding the presence of a bear.

A woman, cool and aloof, with long