"Professor Weilong."
Just as Wen Li had said earlier, the old man who had come down specifically to greet them looked to be in good health.
His expression was not only calm and resolute; perhaps because of the series of setbacks he had recently suffered, even his naturally proud bearing had softened a little.
For a moment, Fu Qian was struck by the thought that no matter how old people were, they should never stop striving to improve. He greeted the old man warmly.
By comparison, Wen Li beside him was much more solemn. She followed suit and bowed respectfully.
"Unfortunately, I wasn't here earlier. After I came back, Wen Li told me you'd visited yesterday. Are things at the Spirit Ash Institute going well?"
Under the old man's scrutiny, Fu Qian was tactful enough not to keep him guessing. He stated the reason for his visit plainly, to show his goodwill.
After all, as the saying went, harmony brought prosperity. His reputation here had not been particularly good before.
Perhaps Old Man Weilong was better than most at keeping his feelings hidden, but the others involved in the exchange could not help but feel wary.
"Things are going fairly well... In fact, I should thank you, Professor Fu. Without your warning, the Spirit Ash Institute would have suffered a serious blow this time."
The old man gave a slight nod at Fu Qian's frankness, then even thanked him sincerely. There was a certain forthrightness to him.
"And we should thank you for looking after Wen Li, too."
As his gaze fell on Wen Li, Weilong's expression showed that he was pleased with how the rising star of the Mental System was doing.
"You're too kind. It was the least I could do."
Before Wen Li could respond to the