Lu Qian stood up and quickly glanced upward slightly.
He saw, seated at the main seat in the great hall, a young man in white. His long black hair hung loose, falling over the seat. The youth maintained the appearance of someone in his late twenties, with delicate features and skin that had an unhealthy pallor.
With just a lazy glance from the youth, Lu Qian felt as if knives were slicing around him; a chill permeated his body, and he dared not be negligent.
This was the Supreme Elder of the Xuanguang Sect, Master Fengfeng, Lie Tiansheng.
The intimidating spiritual pressure was released and retracted in an instant, returning to a state of complete tranquility, as if a mortal body. Master Fengfeng looked Lu Qian up and down before suddenly speaking: "Young man, is this our first meeting?"
