No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than Ji Yuan set down his brush, raised his head, and looked beyond the courtyard. Most of those in the courtyard had also turned toward the gate. The next moment, an Old Master had already reached the gate and bowed in Yin Zhaoxian's direction.
"Dean, Mister Ying and Girl have arrived!"
Behind the Old Master, Old Dragon Ying Hong and Dragon Daughter Ying Ruoli arrived at the courtyard gate a step later.
"Hahaha! There are quite a few people here. Mister Ji, since you had returned so long ago, why did you only notify this old man today?"
Ji Yuan hurried around the table, bowed, and walked toward the courtyard gate.
"It was indeed Ji's fault. I was muddle-headed!"
Yin Zhaoxian also laughed from the side.
"Old Mister Ying, please do not blame him. Yin believes Mister Ji had originally intended to invite you, but he became too absorbed in discussing the book with us and forgot for the moment. Please, both of you, come in, come in."
As he spoke, Yin Zhaoxian also nodded to the Old Master by the courtyard gate.
"Go attend to your business."
"Yes, Dean. If anything comes up, you may call for me again."
"Very well."
The Old Master had not truly wanted to leave, but there was nothing he could do when the Dean had spoken. He could only depart reluctantly.
Hearing Yin Zhaoxian's explanation, Old Dragon's gaze swept toward Xin Wuya. The latter's heart jumped, and he hurriedly gave a bitter smile.
"Mister Ji and the others did not invite Xin here either. I came uninvited, and I even called at their door deep in the night. Dragon Lord, please do not misunderstand! I merely added the preface..."
Old Dragon naturally knew why Ji