Two people sat cross-legged opposite each other at the table, one was a middle-aged man in a Tang suit, the other a young man.
From his attitude, it was clear the middle-aged man showed considerable respect to the young man before him.
"Master Xiao, is there something the matter?" The young man picked up the cup of tea before him, sipped gently, and spoke slowly.
Xiao Qingfeng nodded, a hint of tension replacing the smile on his face, "One of my disciples, whom I deeply cherish, has encountered some issues."
"A cherished disciple?" The young man raised his head, his eyes brightened. Xiao Qingfeng replied, "This disciple of mine, though young, has reached the Dark Strength Peak, being just one step away from Grandmaster. The head manager is visiting my Quannan Martial Arts Hall, and I planned to recommend this disciple. However, he has a poor temperament, and I am currently disciplining him."
