Chapter 50 Return Of The Beast

In the almost tangible hush of the private room, an undercurrent of tension vibrated through the air, undisturbed for a lengthy stretch of time. Yulian made his entrance, his steps leisurely, almost nonchalant, as if he were merely a guest arriving late to a party rather than the man whose very presence seemed to press down on the room with an invisible force. The expressions of the gathering shifted uneasily under this weight, a mix of respect, fear, and anticipation flickering across their faces.