"Hmph, suit yourself," Zuo Qiu Shu said with a cold snort.
"Have you two seniors come to visit our Ancestor?" The guards outside the Sword Pavilion soon noticed the pair, and one stepped forward, bowed to them, and asked.
They did have some discernment. These two had appeared here without warning, and the guards could not see through their strength at all, so they dared not treat them lightly.
"You do have a discerning eye," Old Fan said with a faint smile.
"Tell Leng Guhan to come out," Zuo Qiu Shu commanded sharply.
"Shu?" Old Fan did not quite approve of Zuo Qiu Shu's approach.
Zuo Qiu Shu glared at Old Fan but said nothing more.
"Go announce us. Tell him an old man and an old woman would like to meet your Sword God Patriarch," Old Fan told the guard with a smile.
Zuo Qiu Shu could not help rolling her eyes at Old Fan, a trace of anger appearing on her face.
The guard froze at Old Fan's words.
Calling him an old man was certainly not wrong.
But the other one was an old woman?
Surely that was not an appropriate thing to call her?
The guard also knew that the woman before him was no longer young, but calling a woman an old woman was rather inappropriate.
Especially a woman who had used the Face-Preserving Technique. She clearly cared a great deal about her appearance.
Normally, if people came asking to see their Ancestor without even identifying themselves, the guards would never announce them.
This time, however, he immediately turned to report their arrival.
He knew that these two were by no means ordinary people.
This time, the news was passed up through the ranks.
The report said that two venerable seniors had arrived at the