One Step
He had a yellow face, no eyebrows or hair, and skin as saturated as if coated in wax, yet with a peculiar grainy texture.
Sha Ming, the first to receive a saint's favor, was undoubtedly the second strangest-looking person they had encountered here so far.
At first glance, it seemed to be the sort of effect the Huang clan had to activate Human Emperor Qi to achieve, except it was permanently present on him.
So it was no wonder the latter had taken to him at first sight.
That wasn't an exaggeration. At that moment, the long-missed Old Master Huang Leji was standing right across from him, close enough that they could practically have been having an intimate conversation.
The earlier exchange about whether this was their first time coming to this place had clearly taken place between the two of them, too.
"I'm Sha Ming. And you are?"
Sha Ming's answer was, of course, affirmative, just like his answer to Fu Qian's earlier question.
As he stared at Fu Qian, who had appeared so abruptly, Sha Ming hesitated for only a moment before admitting who he was.
In that respect, he had already performed the best of the three-person family-visiting group.
And although he returned the question, perhaps Fu Qian's entrance had been so imposing that Sha Ming still used the most polite form of address he could.
"You may call me... First Xun."
Fu Qian didn't disappoint. He introduced himself without a care, then walked straight over and sat down on a bench opposite the others.
It was only a simple action, but the reaction it provoked was no less intense than the response to his entrance.
The uncertain expressions on their faces made it clear that this much larger group had a deep understanding