A plump man with a large cigar dangling from his mouth was the first to speak. It was clearly no ordinary tobacco, but something birthed on the Immortal Road.
"Indeed," the man beside him agreed, chiming in. "You owe us a clear explanation. Otherwise, how are we to account for this wasted trip?"
The man was a colossus of explosive muscle. Even while seated, he towered over everyone else. His rugged face, covered in a thick, wiry beard, gave him an intimidating air. The remaining two present looked toward Bing Xin and Shan Wang in astonishment.
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