"Alright!"
Lin Tian smiled and nodded, following Xi Zirong and the others' pace.
However,
they had just walked a short distance when they found several people already standing at the entrance of the reception square.
There were five people in total!
Among them, three were dressed in uniform blue and white attire, with a man in his fifties or sixties standing at the forefront, followed by a silver-haired elder and a young man.
The man stood with his hands behind his back, his face carrying an intimidating expression that only those in high positions tend to have.
The silver-haired elder stood with his hands at his sides, his wrinkled face completely expressionless.
As for the accompanying young man, who appeared to be in his mid-twenties, his expression was filled with arrogance.