The next day.
An old man passed several encampments and entered the Luo Tian Association's grounds under the watchful eyes of numerous Ice Fortress cultivators.
"Isn't that Tian Xingzi of the Fallen Cloud Sect?"
One cultivator watched the old man's retreating figure, his expression turning grave.
Someone beside him whispered, "It is. He was made a Fallen Cloud Sect elder despite being only at Late-Stage Foundation Establishment. Even if he's the lowest-ranking elder, he's not to be underestimated."
Tian Xingzi had not been particularly famous in earlier years.
Though he had been named a true disciple, he had achieved little in cultivation, combat, or even the art of puppetry in which the Fallen Cloud Sect took the greatest pride.
But he had spent years traveling on the sect's behalf, handling all manner of miscellaneous affairs.
No one knew what tremendous contribution he had made to become the only Foundation Establishment Stage elder in the Fallen Cloud Sect's history.
Now, as they watched him enter the Luo Tian Association's encampment, the many affiliated forces stationed with Ice Fortress could not help but marvel.
They had expected someone might visit the Luo Tian Association's Chairman.
They had not expected the first visitor to be someone of such stature!
Inside the Luo Tian Association's quarters,
Luo Chen looked at the familiar figure across from him and that "unfamiliar" face, then smiled.
"Elder Tian Xingzi, your honored visit truly brings glory to our humble Luo Tian Association!"
Tian Xingzi had removed the golden mask he had worn year-round in Great River Market.
But Luo Chen still recognized him at once.
Tian Xingzi smiled. "For Fellow Daoist Luo to make time for me amid all his affairs, this old man feels honored as well."
"Please, sit!"
Once they were both seated,
Luo Chen expected an