Fang Han did not have to wait long. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a commotion rippled through the edge of the crowd.
Surrounded by a host of Tingyu Building disciples, Stewards, and Elders, Su Yu slowly made his way over.
Leading them was an old man dressed in the robes of a Tingyu Building Elder. His aura was profound and deep, and a sharp light glinted in his eyes as he blinked. He was the Elder Tingyu Building had sent to offer birthday congratulations.
Today, Su Yu had changed into a green robe, which further accentuated his handsome, jade-like features and his transcendent bearing.
He still wore that comforting smile, and his steps were unhurried. It was as if he wasn't here for a life-or-death struggle between dragon and tiger, but for an elegant social gathering.
"Brother Fang, I've kept you waiting."
Su Yu walked to the center of the arena and cupped his fists in a salute to Fang Han.
"Brother Su, you're too kind. Please."
