Chapter 19: Elder Shu
The light and shadow vaguely outlined the figure of an old man wearing ancient robes and a tall crown. His features were indistinct, but those eyes, which seemed capable of piercing through eternity, were sweeping over the crowd pouring in with lingering anger.
That was the guardian artifact spirit of the Scripture Repository—Elder Shu.
“Elder Shu.” Lu Fengmian bowed once more.
He Shi’an and the others were so nervous that their palms were sweating. They also bowed and said, “Respectful greetings, Venerable Lord!”
Elder Shu’s gaze lingered on Lu Fengmian for a moment, then he gave a cold snort.
“Only you, brat, know how to speak properly.”
He immediately looked at the ten disciples, his tone unfriendly.
“So it was you little brats making noise outside before dawn and waking me from my ‘Ten Thousand Scrolls as One’ meditation? Hm?”
The ten disciples were as quiet as cicadas in winter, their heads lowering even further.