Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Three middle-aged men in black led the way, followed by a middle-aged scholar in a blue jade silk robe with a black hat, looking elegant, followed by a young man and woman in green silk attire.

Six people in total walked out of the private room, coincidentally meeting face to face with Xia Hong and his ten, both parties stared at each other from a distance.

Jiang Xinfan first glanced at the three middle-aged men leading the way, eyes slightly constricted, then shifted his gaze to the blue-clad middle-aged man, paused briefly, then bowed and smiled amiably.

The middle-aged scholar was evidently good-tempered, seeing Jiang Xinfan smile, immediately returned the bow, and briefly surveyed the nine behind him, noticing the familial configuration, initially intending to retract his gaze.

But he seemed to have discovered something, suddenly paused, then swiftly turned, accurately locating someone in the rear.

“61 Jun, stronger than Fan Qinghu, considered the strongest Xianyang Level I’ve met within the Moao River realm, and the eyes are merged with Deceitful Object, that’s… seeing through my disguise.”

Chen Cang is truly a place of hidden talents!

Xia Hong exchanged glances with the blue-clad scholar, pondering a moment internally, then offered a smile.

Since the Vermilion Wood Mask is ineffective, there’s no need to conceal.

The blue-clad scholar first stared blankly, then smiled and nodded in response, even gesturing to Jiang Xinfan to proceed first.

“Thank you!”

Jiang Xinfan softly expressed gratitude, leading the nine downstairs.

“Uncle, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing, let’s go!”

Xue Zijing watched Jiang Xinfan and his group descend, his gaze glued to Xia Hong, until his niece Bai Qingqing called, bringing him back to reality. He waved his hand, leading the five towards the stairs.