As dusk drew near, the many forces on Azure Rock Mountain finally began departing one after another.
A trace of weariness showed on Lu Feng's face. Having been addressed as "Sect Leader" all day long and forced to maintain the bearing of a sect leader while entertaining so many factions truly did not suit his nature, leaving him utterly drained in body and mind.
He had only just caught his breath and was about to leave when he heard Huang Helou report that there was still one sect waiting to be received.
Lu Feng sighed instinctively, but when he heard the words "Clear River Sect," his dim eyes suddenly lit up.
Following Huang Helou's gaze, he spotted a middle-aged man lazily leaning against something not far away.
"Senior Brother Rui Ye!"
The airs Lu Feng had maintained all day vanished without a trace. He became as delighted as a child and ran toward Rui Ye.
Rui Ye smiled irritably. "You're already the leader of a sect, yet you still have the temperament of a child. Su Chen—no, should Senior Brother be calling you Azure Mountain Sect Master now?"
"Senior Brother Rui Ye..." Lu Feng said awkwardly, his face flushed with embarrassment. "Please stop making fun of me."
As he spoke, he directly took Rui Ye's hand and pulled him up the mountain. "Quick, tell me, how have all the senior brothers and sisters in the sect been lately? Has Master gotten fatter? Has Senior Brother Yu Chen's sword really been dug out? Is Senior Sister Consort Qiong's leg injury any better?..."
Perhaps only before this senior brother, because of the bond they had shared since childhood, could Lu Feng's heart be so uninhibitedly relaxed and at ease.
Thinking about it calmly, he had not felt this way in many years.