Without Gu Lan's consent, Chen Feng naturally dared not barge in directly; he still wished to live a few more years. Here, there were many of Prince Jingyang's female relatives.
Merely casting a glance was an overstep. No matter how much courage Chen Feng possessed, he dared not show disrespect to his esteemed mentor in his dreams!
"Esteemed young friend, such formidable cultivation!"
Elder Nightfall gazed at Gu Lan, unable to discern Gu Lan's true cultivation level. It was his first encounter with a young person possessing such strength.
Through bone age, he could vaguely discern Gu Lan's true age. To possess such power at such a young age was truly rare in the world, even among the Twelve Temples of the Immortal Realm and the Seven Upper Tribes...
Such cultivation yet so low-profile.
"You're not bad yourself," Gu Lan smiled at Elder Nightfall. With just a glance, he discerned the true extent of the other's cultivation.