"Now, please welcome my son!"
The middle-aged man laughed loudly and swept his sleeve.
In an instant, the atmosphere throughout the venue boiled over.
"Young Master Nangong!"
"Young Master Nangong is finally making his move!"
"We have been waiting impatiently!"
"The number one genius of Nangong Immortal City!"
"Indeed! Even throughout Sword Province, Young Master Nangong is a famed, peerless genius!"
Cheers of every kind rang out, seemingly driving the atmosphere to its peak.
Yet the people of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Sect began to frown.
They had attended countless grand events like this. Even if there had not been as many spectators as there were this time, the cheers had been far more fervent.
Though the cheers here were mighty due to the sheer number of people, upon closer listening, they lacked one crucial thing.
That was... fanaticism!
A true genius whose name shook All Under Heaven would surely have many admirers.
The voice of a single admirer was fanatical, a shout, enough for one person to drown out dozens.
Yet at this moment, there were practically no fanatical cries to be heard. Most sounded listless and perfunctory.
"Something feels off..."
Xiao Yan rubbed his chin, feeling that something was wrong everywhere, though he could not put his finger on the strangeness.
Then Young Master Nangong made his entrance.
He arrived treading on clouds, free and easy in bearing. He wore a brocade robe patterned with clouds, with an azure longsword like autumn waters hanging at his waist. The gemstones embedded in its scabbard glittered brightly.
Judging from appearances alone, he did have some talent.
The current City Lord of Nangong Immortal City, the middle-aged man himself, was Nangong Yun's father, Nangong Huang.
At this moment, Nangong Huang's face glowed with health. His voice was excited, carrying undisguised pride