"I really shouldn't have rushed here; I should have hurried home, prepared some tea, and waited for the esteemed arrival of you all."
A sudden voice echoed through the air.
Jiang Chao and the others looked up at the sound, only to see two figures appearing in the sky: a woman surrounded by a whirling mist of immortal qi, her face indiscernible, and the man was none other than Su Hang.
The others felt exceedingly awkward.
Fearing Su Hang's might, Jiang Chao said with a facade of boldness masking his timidity, "Dragon Protector Su, you arrived a day late, missing the scheduled appointment, and caused great pressure for the Hua Nation Martial Arts Circle, leading to many unnecessary speculations. Therefore, we hope you can understand our actions."
"So you are the president of the Hua Nation Martial Arts Association? My apologies for the oversight," Yu Xingwu said as he arrived on a cloud.
