After he shouted, he was stunned to see that inside the grand hall, the State Preceptor had actually removed his chair and placed a square table in the middle of the hall, with four chairs around it.
Then the State Preceptor split into four and sat down, each with a contemplative expression on their face.
Hearing Guiche's wails and howls, the four State Preceptors simultaneously lifted their heads, and then their bodies blurred as the four merged into one.
The State Preceptor was a kind-looking old man with a white goatee, grizzled hair, and dressed in tattered hemp clothing. His feet were shod in cloth shoes that weren't even worn properly, but like slippers, with the heels all crushed down... He resembled an ordinary old man on the street. However, an ordinary old man on the street could definitely not split into four...
The old man looked at them with a smile and asked, "What exactly happened? Tell me the details. Don't just complain without giving the full story."
