On Cloud Street, Yun Baojian, clad in a fitted black law-enforcement uniform, cradled his sword in his arms and spoke in a flat, unruffled voice:
"I still have to lead the Law Enforcement Team in guarding the various parts of Cloud Dream Marsh later. Forgive me for not keeping you company longer, Father. Please do as you wish."
Yun Lan clutched his chest in heartbreak, looking on the verge of tears.
Yun Baojian remained expressionless, his features impassive, and offered not a word about his own father's theatrical performance.
With the Nine Heavens Gathering about to begin, major powers from all quarters had been converging on Cloud Dream Marsh. Some of the mighty immortal venerables arrived alone, while others naturally brought disciples and grand-disciples, Dharma Carriages, honor guards, and the like.
The great figures went up to Cloud-Embracing Summit to discuss matters, while their followers naturally had to be accommodated in Cloud Dream Marsh.
And among those who accompanied their factions' Dharma Carriages, who was not a prominent figure of considerable talent within their own power?
With a crowd of heaven's favored children and outstanding talents from the Immortal Sects gathered together, the slightest misstep could turn "exchanging techniques and discussing the Dao" into "What are you staring at?" and "So what if I'm staring at you?"
Trouble easily bred wherever crowds mingled, so the Yun Clan naturally had to send someone of suitable standing and strength to keep things in check.
But Eldest Young Master Yun Qing had to help preside over the entire gathering and coordinate every aspect from start to finish; for some unknown reason, Second Young Master Yun Tianluo had plunged straight into his cave abode after returning and shut himself away without a word; and Third Young Lady Yun Ruyi was far away in the