Liu Yu did not have long to wait. In less than half a quarter-hour, Chai Wenzheng appeared with a composed-looking young man of about thirty whose face bore the marks of hardship.
The two entered the pavilion. Only after bowing did Chai Wenzheng lift his slick, plump face and say with a fawning smile:
"This humble servant pays his respects to Immortal Master Liu. It has been some time, and your bearing is even more impressive than before!"
After offering this bit of flattery, he pointed to the young man beside him:
"This is an immortal master from the Little Brow Mountain Feng Household. He has come specifically to pay you a visit, Immortal Master Liu!"
Having said his piece, Chai Wenzheng stood respectfully to one side without another word. He knew his own importance was negligible beside these two immortal masters; there was no room for him to interject.
The composed young man was at the qi refining sixth layer. Once Chai Wenzheng finished, he immediately took a small step forward, cupped his hands, and said in a clear voice:
"I am Feng Guangyou of the Little Brow Mountain Feng Household. My respects, Fellow Daoist Liu!"
"The Feng Household has been occupied with farming and slow to receive news. We had not heard that you had come to take up your post here. Please forgive our late arrival."
"A small token of our regard, hardly worthy of your acceptance!"
With that, Feng Guangyou reached for his Storage Bag and took out a jade box, placing it on the table with both hands in an exceedingly humble manner.
Occupied with farming and slow to receive news? More like busy contacting Hehuan Sect cultivators to deal with us from the Primordial Yang Sect!
That was what Liu Yu thought, but he