Though the elder sister was calm and steady, she placed great importance on the proper order between superior and inferior, giving people an even stronger sense of distance.
The party of three headed toward the reception room.
A moment later.
"I wondered who it might be. So it was the deputy sect master of Ink Wash Gate in person. My two disciples were ignorant and have slighted you, Dao Brother."
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. City Lord, your words are too serious."
One thing that had to be admitted was that after the Tuoba Family and the Bai Family had been destroyed, Guiling City, ruled by Wang Yu, was indeed thriving day by day, filled with far more vitality and vigor than before.
Many policies had yielded a portion of profit to make the entire Guiling market more flourishing and prosperous, which had also made this young alliance of interests increasingly stable.
Some people had already accepted Wang Yu's rule from the bottom of their hearts.
The deputy sect master before him wore a thin green robe and carried a box carved with pear blossoms on his back.
This was Ink Wash Gate's secret consummate skill. Hidden inside were the Scroll Paintings they had created while cultivating the Dao of Painting and Calligraphy, containing the powerful forces of Manifesting the Void and Imbuing Divine Sense with Artistic Conception.
They were not only symbols of the Dao of Painting and one's state of mind, but also their means of magical combat. They were very similar to the path of talismans; every Scroll Painting was an unfathomably profound trump card.
However, painting treasures had to be kept close to the body and nurtured with their unique Ink Wash True Essence to ensure their power was not lost.
Only after being nurtured