He didn't deliberately release his aura, but the moment he stepped into the private room, the very air seemed to grow heavy.
Xu Wuyi's heart tightened.
This formless pressure was something he had felt from Teacher Han Mo, from Dean He Yifeng, and from the virtual image of Senior Flame Venerable. This was the "Momentum" that belonged to Grandmaster Level Martial Artists.
He stood and bowed slightly. "Grandmaster Zhao."
The visitor was none other than the Patriarch of the Zhao Family, one of the Federation's most renowned Grandmasters, Zhao Cizhou.
Zhao Cizhou waved his hand, a gentle smile on his face. "No need for such ceremony. Please, sit. This is a private meeting today; we can dispense with the formalities."
He sat down on the other side of the low table, his gaze falling upon Xu Wuyi, filled with undisguised scrutiny and appreciation.
