The instant Mu Yun saw Lu Xuan, he reacted even faster than Li Chengxing. His old face, weathered by the years, instantly filled with a warm smile that bordered on fawning.
Ignoring Li Chengxing beside him, Mu Yun hurried forward to greet Lu Xuan, even changing his form of address from Division Head Lu to Old Lu.
"Old Lu!"
At the side, Li Chengxing was so angry that his beard bristled and his eyes bulged. He hurried after Mu Yun and called out loudly to Lu Xuan.
"Old Lu! We've been waiting for you for so long."
The Blackbird Guards stationed on either side of the main gate were stunned by the sight. Their eyes widened into perfect circles, all their gazes converging on Lu Xuan.
Those who did not know the truth assumed that these two high-ranking Deputy Division Heads, Mu Yun and Li Chengxing, shared an extraordinary and deeply rooted relationship with Lu Xuan.
Even Lu Xuan could not help but feel rather surprised. This Division Head Mu's enthusiasm seemed a little too enthusiastic.
Of course, what puzzled and intrigued these Blackbird Guards most was this: what sort of identity did this young and extraordinary-looking man possess?
A member of an aristocratic family?
A disciple of a great sect?
Or perhaps imperial kin or nobility?
"Old Lu, now that you're here, don't stand on ceremony with the two of us!" Li Chengxing's face was piled with smiles, his tone brimming with warmth.
"That's right, Old Lu, please come in!"
Mu Yun hurriedly chimed in, his smile as brilliant as the warm spring sun.
Today, Mu Yun was determined to cling to Lu Xuan's thigh. No one could stop him.
Li Chengxing and Mu Yun stood before Lu Xuan, one to his left and the other to his right,