A group of people had quietly appeared at the study door at some unknown time. At their head stood a young man in fitted black attire, tall and straight, with handsome, composed features. Though his aura was completely restrained, when those profound eyes looked over—
Zhuge Feng's Brain Martial Soul within his spiritual sea instinctively trembled ever so slightly. It was the instinctive reaction of encountering an existence he could not fathom, one far beyond his own level. Zhuge Feng immediately understood that this must be the legendary master of the Tang Sect, Tang Lan.
Standing at Tang Lan's sides were the gentle and beautiful sect master's wife, Tang Ya, and the valiant, imposing Elder Ma Xiaotao. Behind them stood the sweetly smiling Xiao Xiao, the graceful and elegant Jiang Nannan, the uniquely poised Wang Qiuer with her brilliant golden eyes, and Vast Sea City's representative, Wen Yun.
Nearly all of the Tang Sect's most powerful, influential, and highest-ranking core members had gathered silently outside his temporary study!
Zhuge Feng swiftly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, set down his brush, and rose from behind his desk.
His movements showed no panic. Instead, they carried the composure peculiar to a scholar, though the surprise on his face had yet to fully fade.
He walked around the desk, took two steps forward, and solemnly bowed to Tang Lan and the others at the door.
"This subordinate, Zhuge Feng, did not know that the Sect Master, the elders, and Madam would be arriving in person. Forgive me for failing to welcome you from afar."
His voice was clear and steady, respectful without being servile. His gaze was lucid and wise as he calmly met Tang Lan's appraising eyes.
Tang Lan looked at the scholar in blue before him. Though surrounded by mountains