A Love Passed Down for Ten Thousand Years

Jiang Siming returned the salute with practiced ease. The man before him was surnamed Xue, so he was probably a member of the current Heaven Dou Empire's imperial family.

As for the one called Long Aotian, if Jiang Siming remembered correctly, he should be the young sect master of the Body Sect.

Jiang Siming felt his luck was truly off the charts. He had run into two characters of decent standing so easily. Especially this Long Aotian—supporting characters important enough to have their names left behind were never simple.

"I am Jiang Sima, nothing more than a commoner!"

"Hmm?" Xue Tian'ang froze slightly, wearing an expression that said, Do you take me for an idiot?

"Brother Jiang, you jest. The etiquette of the Tiantou Imperial Family is not something just anyone can use. Besides, without a noble title, how could you have entered Moonlight Pavilion?" Long Aotian said with a smile from the side, though a hint of mockery was hidden in his eyes.

The reason Jiang Siming had been able to enter earlier was entirely because of his noble bearing and heaven-defying looks. The guards outside Moonlight Pavilion had not dared stop someone like him at all. Otherwise, if they provoked some terrible disaster, it was not something they could afford to bear.

"Then who do you two think I am?" Jiang Siming did not explain too much, instead asking in return.

"You and I hit it off at first sight. Wouldn't it be better to go upstairs, drink, and talk?" Xue Tian'ang invited him with a smile.

"I naturally have no objection. As it happens, I came to Moonlight Pavilion this time because I have a request. You two must be more familiar with the situation here than I am, so I'll have to trouble you to introduce