Following the direction that Zane Avery had pointed out, Ethan Smith saw a man. The middle-aged man stood tall and had a gaze that seemed as striking as torches.
There was no expression on his face, yet he exuded an intimidating aura that made it hard for others to look at him directly.
"So that's Ignacio Burke?" Ethan Smith murmured under his breath.
Ethan Smith tried to perceive his power, but Ignacio Burke seemed as impenetrable as an ancient well.
Ignacio Burke's arrival doubtlessly stirred the atmosphere to a climax.
Many moved forward to greet Ignacio Burke, who nodded in acknowledgment and then quietly sat down.
"Ignacio Burke is the ultimate goal of all warriors." Zane Avery whispered, his gaze toward Ignacio Burke filled with a hint of reverence.
Indeed, there was something more than ordinary about Ignacio Burke's temperament; it made people feel an impulsive urge to bow down in respect.
With Ignacio Burke's arrival, the competition had officially begun.