This also elevated Qiu Tu's reputation and influence to its peak in the "Northwest Region."
Thus, when they saw Qiu Tu enter, the elders exchanged complicated glances at him, then all gradually rose to their feet and greeted, "Leader." "Leader."
Qiu Tu nodded slightly, raised his hand as he walked toward the main seat, signaling for them not to stand on ceremony.
But even though Qiu Tu told them not to be so formal, none of them dared ignore etiquette. So, as Qiu Tu approached the main seat, all the elders simply watched, not moving a muscle.
Arriving at the head chair in the conference hall, Qiu Tu's gaze instinctively fell upon the Lady of the Xi Prince on his left.
At that moment, the Lady of the Xi Prince was also looking at him, her eyes a little complicated.
Their gazes met, as if countless words were exchanged without speaking.
Qiu Tu nodded to her, and the Lady of the Xi Prince, coming back to herself, returned an expressionless nod toward Qiu Tu.
