Zhaang Ye looked up to see the Inner Sect Senior Brother, a handsome young man in his twenties. He wore a green robe, with sword-like eyebrows slanting toward his temples and a faint smile on his face. His presence was remarkable. What Zhaang Ye particularly noticed was that, despite his relaxed and easy gait, the man's speed was astonishing. In just a few blinks of an eye, he had crossed several hundred feet to arrive before them.
The Senior Brother nodded to Zhaang Changguang and Zhaang Dong, then to the other Inner Sect Disciples, before finally letting his gaze rest on Zhaang Ye.
The moment the Senior Brother's gaze fell upon him, Zhaang Ye felt an inexplicable sense of Suppression. This amiable, smiling Senior Brother was stronger than everyone else here. From his aura, Zhaang Ye judged that the Senior Brother's Cultivation was at least at the Martial Arts Fifth Layer, and his actual combat prowess was probably even greater.
