Xu Qingfeng seemed not to hear the probing in his words at all, and still said with a smile, "Peak Master, you must be joking."
"Nowadays, throughout the sect, all matters are communicated through the mountain-protecting formation and the patrolling disciples of each peak."
"The Peak Master's return to the sect is in itself a matter as great as the heavens. As the one temporarily acting as sect master, I naturally ought to pay a little more attention."
"If I have been presumptuous in any way, I hope the Peak Master will not take offense."
At the side, Feng Jianxing narrowed his eyes and never spoke.
But as he looked at Xu Qingfeng before him, wearing that gentle smile, vigilance could not help but rise secretly in his heart.
Every answer the other man gave was flawless.
Yet precisely because of that, it made him even harder to fathom.
"No matter!"
Su Shi'er nodded lightly and did not continue entangling himself on the square.
"Since Elder Xu has extended an invitation, then let us go inside and talk."
"Peak Master, please!"
Xu Qingfeng raised a hand in a polite gesture.
With one in front and two behind, the three immediately stepped into the main hall.
The furnishings within the hall were grand and imposing.
Jade pillars held up the beams, incense curled from burners, and the surrounding screens, tables, and jade lamps were all arranged neatly, without the slightest disorder.
Compared to the simple solemnity of Tianshu Peak's main hall in the past, this great hall now seemed more like a reception place that had been meticulously carved and polished by someone.
The three took their seats as host and guests.
Very soon, disciples brought up spirit tea.
The fragrance of the tea curled upward, refreshing the heart and spleen.