Chapter 89
"This fellow Daoist looks quite unfamiliar."
Upon seeing Fang Qing enter, a gold-robed elder rose to greet him.
The elder carried himself with impressive bearing and a face as refined as carved jade. In his youth he must have been an exceptionally handsome man. An ancient sword still in its sheath rested on his back, and every movement he made carried a sharp, keen aura. Clearly, he was a sword cultivator. "This old man is Zhao Gongming. I suppose I can be considered the nominal host here. My juniors have caused some disturbance earlier. Please do not take offense, fellow Daoist."
"So it is Fellow Daoist Zhao. My condolences."
Fang Qing returned the greeting with a bow, realizing this man was most likely the Zhao Family Ancestor who cultivated the [Kang Metal] method.
After taking his seat, Fang Qing casually glanced around. Among the Dao Foundation cultivators present, the only one he recognized was Pi Xiuyuan, who sat in a corner with a grave expression.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, Fang Qing sensed a gaze falling upon him.
He looked up and saw a Dao Foundation cultivator wearing a bamboo hat, his entire body shrouded in a black robe.