During the conversation, the White Tiger Clan's inner members had already walked into the small courtyard.
There were two people, one old and one young. The elder was a few years older than Wu Zheng, but his Martial Artist aura was not as strong. The young man looked to be in his early twenties and was carrying two bottles of good wine.
"It seems the young lad really has some skills, to have the Great Elder of the White Tiger Clan come in person," Wu Zheng laughed as he stepped forward.
The Great Elder cupped his hands and smiled, "My unruly disciple sent news that Young Liu and his sister sailed ashore alone, worrying about possible issues, so I came personally. I hope I haven't troubled you?"
Liu Zixuan was slightly surprised. For the Great Elder of the White Tiger Clan to be so courteous with Wu Zheng, it seemed Wu Zheng's status in the Black Tortoise Clan was indeed high.
