Although the middle-aged man at the door was a little old, one could tell from his face that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. He had a gentle temperament and attracted many gazes the moment he appeared. However, no one noticed the anger in his eyes.
Who was this person?
Just as everyone was puzzled, Chancellor Chen suddenly stood up. Yi Cang's expression changed as well. A trace of horror and flattery suddenly appeared on his disdainful face.
Shang Jing was even more dumbfounded. All the artists and calligraphers present stood up when they saw who it was and were prepared to welcome them.
Everyone's attitude was enough to prove that the middle-aged man in front of them had a noble identity.
The students discussed softly. "Look, the chancellor and those calligraphers have all stood up to welcome him. Who is this person?"
"Muxue, do you know him?"
