"What is he here for?"
Lin Ancestor frowned. Tianming Wuji was the most exceptional member of the Black Dragon Clan and had never had any dealings with the Yang Family. Why had he suddenly come to visit today? And why had he specifically asked to see her?
Lin Ancestor looked at Nalan Jie. Could he have come for the same reason—to see the false Yang Qinghe?
"Now that's a heavyweight visitor." Nalan Jie chuckled, released Lin Ancestor, and sat down again.
Lin Ancestor pondered this. She felt Tianming Wuji probably hadn't come for the false Yang Qinghe. There was no reason for him to do so.
It was the Black Dragon Clan that had taught her the secret art, and the Black Dragon Clan that wanted her restored to her former condition. Tianming Wuji had no reason to stop her. Doing so would also go against the Black Dragon Clan's wishes.
"Show him in," Lin Ancestor said.
"Yes." Led by Yang Hui, Tianming Wuji entered the courtyard. His hair was bound beneath a jade crown, and he was extraordinarily young, with a bearing as elegant as jade. The heavenly fortune of the Great Dao flowed through his eyes, and his dao charm was unrivaled.
At the sight of him, both Nalan Jie and Lin Ancestor couldn't help nodding, their eyes filled with admiration.
This was a true young prodigy!
Compared to him, every other young expert lost their luster!
"This junior, Tianming Wuji, greets Jie Ancestor and Lin Ancestor."
Tianming Wuji cupped his hands. His manner was humble, yet beneath that humility lay an intangible majesty.
He was merely being polite. Who would really dare treat him as a junior?
"With your status, there's no need to stand on ceremony. Sit." Nalan Jie raised a hand and indicated the empty