His appearance alone made Qiu Zixuan and the others lower their heads, especially Qiu Zixuan who had brazenly expressed her intentions to win Gu Leng's favor before arriving.
But now, when Gu Leng really stood before her, she backed down.
Not just because she knew just how different they were, but also because she was overwhelmed by the aura Gu Leng possessed—an aura that seemed to disdain everything.
Although he did not intentionally strike an imposing posture, such an aura seemed to naturally emanate from him—something typical of the ancient tribes like his own.
Just by displaying his imposing aura, he had already surpassed what a common family disciple like Qiu Zixuan could match.
For a moment, all three of them bowed their heads, and no one dared to answer Gu Leng's question.
At this moment, they were genuinely afraid to implicate themselves.
However, Su Lan didn't mind, and even laughed, "Gu Leng, it's nothing serious, just that this fellow seems to have sneaked in."
