Luo Jing of the Luo Family's Earth Tier

The Luo Family's prominent figures, led by Luo Bingzhu, stood outside the family gates.

Two figures gradually came into view on the broad road.

The one in front wore an ink-blue robe, its hem swaying gently with his steps. Despite his casual dress, he carried the bearing of a man long accustomed to authority.

Beside him walked a figure in blue and white who looked no different from an ordinary person.

The young man wore no particular expression, as though he were just another passerby.

When several Luo Family elders turned their eyes on Ye An, they frowned almost in unison. None of them could see through the young man's cultivation.

They could not sense even a trace of True Essence from Ye An, but they all understood that the blue-and-white-clad young man was not to be underestimated.

Luo Bingzhu was the first to step forward. He cupped his hands in greeting, genuine feeling in his voice. "Sect Master Zhao, it's been a long time."

Zhao Xuanji nodded, a faint smile touching his lips. "Family Head Luo, after all these years, you're as impressive as ever."

Luo Bingzhu turned to Ye An, his smile growing warmer. "And this must be your sect's Chief Disciple, Ye An? Young and accomplished, with such an extraordinary bearing. I've long looked forward to meeting you."

Word of Ye An becoming the head of Black Tortoise Hall had not spread. Only a few commanderies in Yun Province near Cangwu knew of it.

"You're too kind, Family Head Luo." Ye An cupped his hands in return.

Luo Bingzhu smiled and stepped aside, extending a hand in invitation. "You must both be tired from the journey. Please, come in. We can sit down and talk at our leisure."

With that, Luo Bingzhu signaled to Steward Wang behind