Seated below Wei Chituo was an aloof young man who looked twenty-seven or twenty-eight. He was at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, dressed in gray, with a tall, slender figure and a face as handsome as polished jade. When he noticed Li Yan looking at him, he neither nodded nor spoke, treating him as though he did not exist. Li Yan took no offense and still smiled and nodded to him.
Li Yan had seen this man several times over the years. He was his third senior brother, Yun Chunqu, who wore an icy expression all day long. But Li Yan knew that this cold senior brother's expression softened only when he looked at their sixth senior sister, Gong Chenying, and a spark of color would flicker in his eyes. Sometimes Li Yan imagined how awkward it would be if these two blocks of ice ever got together.
Those three sat in a row, while the other four sat opposite them. At the upper end sat two enchanting beauties: his fourth senior sister, Miao Wangqing, and his sixth senior sister, Gong Chenying. Miao Wangqing still wore a pale-yellow dress. When she saw Li Yan enter, she called out with a beaming smile, "Junior brother!" The cold beauty with short hair, Gong Chenying, merely gave him a cool glance and a slight nod by way of greeting. Both women had reached the peak of the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and Li Yan hurriedly returned their greetings.
Below the two women sat another two people. One had skin as fair as Lin Daqiao's, an average build, a long face, thick eyebrows, and narrow eyes. He lounged carelessly in his chair, one leg draped over the armrest and the other stretched out along the floor. One arm was wrapped around Lin