The man standing at the front wore a white robe embroidered with golden lotus patterns along the hem. His features were refined, a mild smile resting at the corners of his lips.

It was Cedric Vale—the Vice Preceptor of the Hallowmere Order.

More than ten Elders stood behind him.

The weakest among them was at High Immortal Realm Level Nine. The strongest had already stepped into the True Immortal Realm.

Cedric landed before Jared and let his gaze sweep across the group one by one.

In the end, his eyes settled on Evelyn. A flicker of surprise crossed his face—then he threw his head back and laughed.

“So it’s you, Jared.”