The few people in the main hall also saw Song Changsheng, and their eyes betrayed their surprise. Song Changsheng found it baffling. Full of curiosity, he found a seat and sat down, waiting for Song Xianyun to arrive.
After taking his seat, Song Changsheng heard them discussing him:
"Who is this young man?"
"He looks a little familiar. Isn't he the Fifth Elder's son?"
"That Purple Mansion Seed, Song Changsheng? Don't tell me he's the one joining our mission?"
"No way. He might be exceptionally talented, but he couldn't have formed a Dao Foundation this quickly, right?"
"Why are we guessing? We'll know once Twenty-first Uncle arrives."
"Right, right."
The group's discussion came to an abrupt halt. Song Changsheng had heard everything, but it only left him more confused. It seemed they had gathered here for some kind of mission.
