114 The Dream (3)

(Tom's PoV)

Or rather, who were waiting for me.

This... guest room is a bit too big, isn't it?

Sitting in the room was some people who I had never met before. On the farthest end of the room, there was a big chair. Judging from the size and the meticulous carving on the chair, it must be for a very important person.

Well, I doubt I was the person.

On my right, sitting along the wall was some elders who were wearing traditional clothes with one similarity; they were dark in color. On my left was a row of white-clothed men, standing straight and not moving even just an inch -except the movement of their eyelashes, looking sturdy and scary, but somehow there was an indescribable feeling I had inside, as if these men were emitting sacred aura around them; like they were some holy people selected by the Almighty to eradicate every evil beings in this world.