"Elder Qingmu, what an honor! Forgive me for not coming out to greet you sooner."
From high on the mountain steps, Qin Feng strode forward. Dressed all in black, he had refined features, a gentle curve to his lips, and long, elegant eyebrows. Yet, as his eyes shifted, they revealed an ineffable mix of dominance and roguish charm.
"Qin Feng, you are too courteous!" Elder Qingmu turned and quickly rose to his feet.
Had this been an ordinary disciple, Qing Mu would never have been so deferential, but the young man in black before him was different.
Elder Qingmu's gaze fell upon the Alchemy Villa being constructed halfway up the mountain, and he smiled.
