"I am Feng Tingchen."
"Demi-Saint Ye, your gracious presence has graced the Feng family with great honor."
As the crowd cupped their hands in respect, Feng Tingchen flew out to welcome the demi-saint. He was neither humble nor overbearing, making everyone feel as if they were bathing in a spring breeze.
He did not have the sharp aura of a swordsman. He appeared more like an ordinary elder.
Dressed in a simple and plain green-white sword robe, his long white hair at the temples added to his tall, upright posture and gave him a free-spirited, unrestrained temperament.
"There's no need for such courtesy, Elder Feng."
Ye Xiaotian glanced calmly and first noticed the saber at Feng Tingchen's waist.
One of the 21 Famed Swords, the Crane Sword "Tingchen."
