The upper level of the library revealed a head with white hair and beard, his face bearing a gentle smile, "That sounds as if there are no one in our Confucianism Path!"
Having said that, the elder suddenly appeared before the two.
The elder was clad in Confucianist robes, with the vast Haoran Air surging within him, radiating an intense oppressive aura.
"I have seen Elder Hua!" Li Cheng bowed deeply in salute.
The breath of this elder was no weaker than that of Vice Chief Linfeng, he must also be a fearsome being at the level of a Divine King.
"Old Hua not convinced? Li Cheng, his name is Hua Ruofeng, how about another poem with his name?" Linfeng said with a smile.
Hua Ruofeng shook his head with a smile, "Don't make it difficult for the youngster, incorporating a name into poetry is extremely challenging, and it's hard for us in the Confucianism Path to find such a person."
