Aside from Ming Zun, there were three men and two women in the hall.
The three men included a burly figure clad in black armor with a vicious appearance, a man with a face full of wrinkles, appearing very old, supported by a golden dragon-headed cane.
The last male was a young scholar with delicate features, looking around twenty, carrying a peculiar green bamboo tube on his back.
The two women were vastly different beauties. One had a full moon-like face, appeared to be around thirty, dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, and was evidently a nun.
The other woman had slightly darker skin, adorned with jewelry, donned in a light green palace attire, her eyes extraordinarily spirited.
"Yin Gangzi, you're late this time. If I recall correctly, you enjoy confronting mighty opponents and never fall behind," the bald man touched his hairless head and suddenly laughed heartily at Yin Gangzi.
