By rank, Li Mu was on the same level as Han Yu, the Fire-Banner Commander, so coming out to welcome them was already a gesture of respect.
Wu Bin felt no slight whatsoever and stepped forward with his hands clasped.
"Greetings, Deputy Steward. Sorry for the trouble."
Li Mu smiled and returned the greeting, then stepped aside to invite them in. "Everyone, follow me. The Chief Steward has been waiting for some time."
Without another word, Li Mu led the way. She had not even glanced at Chen Miao or the others.
No, that was not quite right. She had not glanced at anyone except Wu Bin and Chen Wei.
She had looked at Wu Bin because he was leading this delegation, but why had she looked at Chen Wei?
However prestigious Chen Wei's status as the Incense-Burning Heir was, surely it could not compare to the grandmaster-level feng shui master beside him?
That left Chen Miao somewhat puzzled.
But this was not the time for him to ask questions.
Following the group, Chen Miao studied their surroundings. The Broken-Peak Gardens had probably been built at least a hundred years ago.
Ordinary buildings might not last a century, but the materials used for these mountaintop gardens seemed rather special.
Through his [Yin Control], Chen Miao could sense the buildings in the gardens constantly absorbing the surrounding yin energy.
The materials used to build these houses were probably some kind of yinwood unfamiliar to him.
They walked for ten minutes before finally entering the largest and tallest building on the flattened peak.
When Chen Miao stepped onto the stairs leading up to the great hall, he suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.
He thought of a historical site he had once visited in reality. There had been a similar flight