"Palace Master Yun!"
"Palace Master Gu!"
Gu Zhao and Yun Fei'ang cupped their hands in salute from a distance, nodding to each other.
"Your presence graces Daluo Palace, Palace Master Yun. Please!" Gu Zhao said, making a welcoming gesture.
"Forgive my presumptuous visit. I hope I am not intruding," Yun Fei'ang said, forcing a smile.
The beautiful woman by his side and the two large men behind him were all curious, their gazes toward Gu Zhao filled with a mix of inquiry and reverence.
Yun Fei'ang was usually aloof and exceedingly proud. Even when speaking of the Great Mountain Dharma King, he would only mention his great age and profound Dao Practice, rarely showing any admiration. Only someone as proud as the Mountain Master of Iron King Mountain could earn Yun Fei'ang's genuine respect.
For this master of Daluo Palace to actually make their own Palace Master use words like "presumptuous" and "intruding"—how could they not be filled with reverence for Gu Zhao?
