James’ gaze was fixed on Delainey.

She was wearing a red vintage dress and flowers embroidered with beads on her head. Her features were fine and delicate, and her skin was fair and smooth. Holding a sword in her hand, the charisma she exuded accentuated her beauty.

At that moment, the rest of the Mount Thunder Sect walked over to James.

Their gazes were fixed on James.

When James retreated into the mountains three years ago, word of his life of seclusion spread all across the world. He