"Enforcement disciples..."
Qin Fang looked at these people with some surprise; their strength seemed no less than Master Level Late-Stage, and quite a few were Grandmaster Peak Strongmen.
In terms of quality and strength, these people were much stronger than the Hunters, yet they could only act like minions as enforcement disciples, maintaining order on the scene.
"It's about time..."
The leader then stood up slowly, glanced at the time, and muttered softly. His gaze flicked to a certain spot on the mountain, and he gently shook his head, seemingly ready to issue orders.
"Wait..."
Just at this moment, a clear voice arrived, and many trialists present felt a gust of wind, as a slender middle-aged man appeared on the sidelines.
"You go over there..."
However, this man didn't come alone; he was holding someone in his hand. With a slight shake of his arm, the person landed steadily among the crowd, and their hand bore a metal tag.
Buzz~~
