Coming

Patriarch Nalan glanced at his younger son next to him as he pondered. After a pause, he asked: "Young Master, may I ask who you are waiting for? If it's someone in my Mansion I can send someone to fetch him."

"No need, the person I am waiting for will arrive soon." Xuanyuan Mo Ze sipped his tea and replied. 

Patriarch Nalan and Nalan Ziyan were startled upon hearing this, the person was arriving soon? Although the black-robed man didn't speak much, the coercion and breath of his whole body was gathered. At a glance, they could tell that this man was extraordinary. 

While he sat there relaxing and sipping his tea, it made his host appear somewhat restrained and cautious in comparison. They couldn't be blamed, after all, the noble aura that permeated from the black-robed man was superior. Even they didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him. 

But, did someone in their family know such a character? If so, then there would probably only be…