Long Yao did not rush to reply, as his gaze swept across the crowd in the arena. His attention focused on a thin figure in the crowd.
It was a good-looking youth. Throughout the selection, he was very quiet. No matter how much the elegant man sitting beside him sought his attention, he didn't even give as much as a smile in return.
Long Yao's was caught up in that moment because of that image.
"Sir?" The guard called out nervously.
Long Yao returned his senses and raised his chin slightly, but did not look away from Jun Wu Xie.
"That youth, is he Yan Hai, the Lord of Sea Spirit City?" Long Yao asked, in a deep, gravelly voice.
The guard followed Long Yao's line of sight, and after seeing Jun Wu Xie's image, he nodded slightly.
"Yes"
