Meeting Without Recognition, Perfume Master (Middle)

Jiu Yan finally wore an expression of sudden realization. It was no easy feat, but with Zhan Shuicheng acting as a "scaffolding," he had finally managed to untangle some of the vine-tangled, hemp-like web of interpersonal relationships from the Northern Wasteland. Yet as his expression shifted, the moods of the people inside and outside the pavilion rose and fell accordingly. It had to be said that a person's name carried the weight of a tree's shadow. Regardless of how flaky Fairy Zhan's temperament might be, just considering her three identities—a Tribulation Stage realm cultivator, the Third Palace Mistress of Ruizhu Palace, and the Southern Domain's top talisman-crafting grandmaster—any single one of them was enough to make the cultivators inside and outside the pavilion look up in awe. With all three pressing down at once, those with slightly weaker courage would have dropped straight to their knees. As for Jiu Yan, who could be linked to such a figure, no matter what kind of master he was, a little bit of thought made it clear he undoubtedly possessed extraordinary traits. At this point, the crowd completely shifted their perspective on him. In that instant, Daoist Huifeng almost blurted out: Master Jiu Yan, let's work together! He had just been somewhat dissatisfied with Zhang Miaolin's eagerness, but now Daoist Huifeng deeply regretted that he had been far too cautious before. Perhaps, given Jiu Yan's status and standing, he ultimately wouldn't have been able to recruit him, but to lose even the chance to probe felt genuinely suffocating in his heart, leaving him with a bitter smile on his face. When he looked over at Yu, however, he found that her emotional shifts were virtually nonexistent. Recalling her attitude earlier, could she have had this realization long ago? Could she have heard of