Shouzhe and the Five-Poison Saint Daughter

"Quick, invite them in."

Qingyuan turned around and directly waved a hand to give the order.

Having been curious for so long, he truly wanted to see what kind of person this "Fourth Uncle" was, to make Junior Sister Lici both respect and fear him, praising him to the skies.

Half an hour later.

Wang Shouzhe and Yun Tiange were politely invited into the reception room in the rear garden of the Xuanqing Immortal Pavilion.

Unlike the reception rooms in the front courtyard, this one was deep within the Xuanqing Immortal Pavilion and was generally only used to receive close acquaintances. Qingyuan's choice to meet Wang Shouzhe here clearly meant he did not regard him as an outsider.

This time, when coming to Cloudsea Grotto-Heaven, Wang Shouzhe had not brought Yao Yumei along. Yun Tiange was the only one accompanying him. Naturally, this was to protect Lici and prevent her identity from being exposed by accident.

Qingyuan was already waiting inside the reception room.

When he saw Wang Shouzhe enter, he was slightly stunned.

As the Saint Son of Cloudsea Grotto-Heaven, he had seen no shortage of men and women with exceptional bearing throughout his life. He should have long since grown accustomed to it, yet when he first laid eyes on Wang Shouzhe, he still lost focus for a moment.

How should he put it? Judging by facial features alone, Wang Shouzhe might not have been the most striking, but he possessed a unique aura, like the first gentle breeze of early spring. It brimmed with vigorous life, able to disperse gloom and sweep away foul air, making one feel as though bathed in a spring breeze, utterly at ease.

Even though they were meeting for the first time, he could not help but feel a measure of closeness