As Max stepped out of the room, he immediately noticed a young man standing nearby, appearing to be in his early thirties, dressed in simple yet refined robes that carried the subtle dignity unique to disciples of the Black Dragon Palace.
"You must be Junior Brother Max," the young man said with a friendly smile as he extended his hand. "I am Carl Grims."
"Senior Brother Carl, it is nice to meet you," Max replied with a smile as he shook Carl's hand. The moment their palms met, Max felt a faint but unmistakable sense of danger, a quiet pressure that made his instincts stir. Just like many of the people he had encountered since arriving in the Divine Realm, he could not see through Carl's cultivation at all. However, unlike others, Carl's presence carried a restrained sharpness that made Max certain his strength was well beyond the sixth level of the Rebirth Realm.
