Dong Fengzhen brought her fifth son, Tian Qingyao, and called upon her eldest son, Tian Qinghui, to go out and greet them. After all, she was a woman and worried that the Wei Family might be displeased, thinking the Tian Family had lost manners.
Wei Yuanqing was an elderly man with white hair and beard, looking somewhat like a sage with a touch of ethereal charm. He wore a gray Zhongshan suit, with neatly combed hair, beard under his nose and chin, and even his eyebrows were snow-white.
Behind him, was a very handsome young man, almost resembling a doll, and another who emanated an aura of coldness, giving off a feeling of warning to strangers.
Dong Fengzhen, along with her two sons, stepped out to greet them. Wei Yuanqing was very courteous, not showing any sign of displeasure, and the two disciples behind him followed suit, even the icy one greeted with great politeness.
