Thousand Island Country Diplomatic Corps

"Where is Master State Preceptor? Wh-who's that old guy?" Feng Ziyong quickly asked his confidante.

Soon, the entrance guard had hurried forth to explain what happened at the gates earlier. Both Feng Ziyong and Feng Zishan were shocked.

"Old Third invited him? Senior Shu? I've never heard of him before." Feng Ziyong's eyes turned wide as saucers.

"Didn't expect Third Brother to be hiding his light under a bushel!" Feng Zishan commented thoughtfully.

They were stupefied, especially after learning that Senior Shu had subdued Master State Preceptor the moment they met, even ripping away his Rank 5 sleeve guard in the process.

Instead of being annoyed, Master State Preceptor willingly got on his knees to apologize before going home to reflect on his actions.

As a response, Feng Ziyong simply pinched himself on the thigh. Looks like he felt like he was in a dream.