The moment Wu Nanxing finished speaking, Lu Hang and Tang Fan turned their gazes to Zhao Feng.
As elder-level figures with Astral Force strength from major sects in Jinyang Prefecture, they ordinarily paid no attention to the Tiger Ranking unless one of their own disciples made it onto the list. Thus, they had never heard of Zhao Feng from another prefecture. Still, anyone who entered the Tiger Ranking at such a young age surely possessed some ability.
"That's right," Zhao Feng said evenly.
"I am Wu Nanxing, ranked 290th on the Tiger Ranking. I have long heard of your reputation, Brother Zhao, but never had the chance to meet you. It is a pleasure to finally do so today." Wu Nanxing narrowed his eyes.
"Everyone, don't just stand there. Please sit." Lu Hang laughed heartily, then summoned a disciple.
"Bring out my treasured Cloudmist Jade Leaf and brew it with spring water from our gate's Back Mountain."
"Yes."
Something about the disciple's reply sounded familiar to Zhao Feng. He looked up and found that it truly was someone he knew.
It was none other than Meng Youwei, who had taken part in the Eight Extremes Gate's Inner Gate selection alongside him.
Zhao Feng paused, then looked away. They had not seen each other for years, and he knew nothing of Meng Youwei's current circumstances. Besides, this was hardly the occasion to strike up a conversation.
Once Meng Youwei had gone, Yin Zheng teased, "Brother Lu, I hear you've treasured that Cloudmist Jade Leaf for years. To think you'd be willing to bring it out for us today! What a surprise."
He and Lu Hang came from the same hometown. One had joined the Eight Extremes Gate, while the other had traveled all the way to Jinyang Prefecture to join the