The wind swept through the ancient courtyard of the Liu clan's ancestral estate, carrying with it the whispers of countless generations. The air was charged with anticipation as Liu Yong, with his Galeblade at his side, stood facing the imposing figure of Grand Elder Liu Xian, who wielded the Zephyr Spear. A sense of reverence permeated the atmosphere as the two Advance Martial Initiation Experts prepared to clash.
Liu Xian, with his flowing silver hair and regal bearing, offered a respectful nod to his adversary. "Liu Yong," he spoke with a measured tone, "it's been too long since we met."
Liu Yong returned the nod, his eyes reflecting the respect he held for the Grand Elder. "Indeed, Grand Elder Liu Xian. Our paths haven't crossed in many years."
Liu Xian's eyes held a hint of sadness as he regarded his opponent. "You were always a promising member of our clan, Liu Yong," he said. "It pains me to see you on this path of resistance."
