It was a plump middle-aged man. His clothes appeared to be thin, but he was wearing a hide around his neck.
The man wasn't descending too quickly. He gradually landed without a sound like a snowflake that fell from the sky.
However, a dim light flashed across Mu Qingfeng's, Mo Shanshi's, Dao Hun's, and Dao Xin's eyes almost simultaneously as soon as they saw the middle-aged man.
"Nangong Tian?!" Mu Qingfeng's palms tensed up a little. However, he quickly smiled and said, "I didn't expect the head of Nangong Family to personally attend the Heaven Alliance Meeting. It was my negligence that Heaven Dao Pavilion failed to welcome you on time!"
"Pavilion Master Mu, you're too courteous. Nangong Nobles are neither part of the common sects around the world nor the Four Great Empires. It's normal that we aren't invited by Pavilion Master Mu." Nangong Tian smiled and paid his respect to Mu Qingfeng.