Gong Yu pursed his lips and said nothing more.
However, Wang Anfeng clearly saw a gleeful sparkle in his eyes.
Just then, the Sect Leader seated at the head of the table cleared his throat lightly, drawing everyone's attention as he spoke gently, "You have come from afar, and it must have been tiring."
"There are no outsiders here, please have a seat."
Only then did Wang Anfeng and the others realize their lapse in manners, hurriedly bowed to apologize, and then took their seats on a wooden chair to one side, though no one dared to sit beside Elder Qingfeng Edge. The Sect Leader chuckled without minding this detail, casually conversing with Wang Anfeng and the others, though, of course, most of the time it was the Sect Leader speaking, while Wang Anfeng and the others listened respectfully.
The conversation touched upon principles of martial arts and experiences in Jianghu, which deeply moved Wang Anfeng and the others, proving quite enlightening.
