In the inner hall, jade railings wound around the steps, and colorful, carved dragon heads gleamed.
Unlike the grand and imposing outer hall, this space was more exquisite and beautiful. There were only a dozen or so elegant seats, nearly half of which were empty.
"Master Zhu, please rest for a moment. Junior Martial Uncle Bai will be here shortly."
The stunning yet reserved Female Cultivator carried herself with poise. Her slender wrists, white as snow, were revealed as she bowed gracefully and led the way.
"Hall Master Longx is truly deserving of her reputation as a pillar among the Qingfeng Sect's rising generation. We in the Danxia Sect would be hard-pressed to find a disciple with such poise."
Master Zhu slowly took his seat. He was exceptionally polite to the Foundation Establishment junior, showing none of the typical arrogance of a Core Formation True Man.
