The farce did not last long. Soon, a group of people rushed over and carried the envoy away. Only then did the citizens outside the Ye residence calm down.
Perfected Master Windwalker had been guarding the Ning Tian Prefecture for a few months. Now, his status in the hearts of the people was extremely high. Even if a street person offended him, he would be despised by his fellows.
The two Daoists watched as Envoy Jin was carried away before looking away and queuing up in peace.
After a while, it was finally their turn. The young Daoist handed the manager their documents and name cards.
The manager took a look at their Daoist attire and carefully checked the documents. His expression immediately turned serious. "Are you two Daoists from Mt Qingliang?"
The young Daoist bowed and said,
"That's right. I'm Miao Xuzi. This is my junior brother, Xuan Yuanzi. The two of us specially came to see Perfected Master Windwalker."