Su Guanhai shook his head with pride, "Haven't I said it's someone you'd absolutely never expect?"
Feng Xuanzi frowned, pondered for a moment, then suddenly, from the thousand-meter-long stone steps leading to the Immortal Seekers Tower outside the hall's door, came a burst of eager footsteps.
Then Feng Xuanzi laughed and said, "Could it be that kid Wen Yu?"
Su Guanhai looked at him with disdain, wondering what was wrong with his judgment.
Wen Yu quickly arrived ten steps away from the two, appearing casual and unpretentious, sitting in front of the great hall like a casual chat with those two big figures with not a trace of Immortal Energy.
He dared not show any different expression on his face and bowed respectfully, "Wen Yu pays respects to the Sect Master, and to Feng Mountain Man."
Su Guanhai, in a fittingly direct manner, asked upfront: "What happened to your nose? Swollen like this?"
