The young man nodded imperceptibly and walked up to the pavilion.

A young, beautiful lady next to him entered the pavilion, brewed the tea, and poured it. She even took out some snacks and placed them on the white jade table for the young man to enjoy.

The remaining men were responsible for protection.

The entire setup looked precisely like a portable Xanadu of an emperor on travel.

Alex whispered, “Who the heck is that ostentatious guy? He’s so exquisite. He should stay at home and live a sheltered life.”

Mask said to him through telepathy, “Bro, keep your voice down. This guy isn’t someone easy to deal with. Be careful. He might give you a hard time if he hears it. It will be too late to regret it later.”

“Is he that fierce?” Alex switched to telepathy communication as well.

“How can you not know him? This guy is called Donovan Orlando. He’s the young sect master of the Sun Shrine. This guy is a genius in martial arts. There was an anomaly of heaven and earth when he was born.