About half an hour later, a servant came and said that the people from the four major sects would be arriving soon and asked them to go over.
So Su Moyan and Jing Zhe got up and followed the servants into the front hall. Looking at Jing Zhe's smart clothes, Su Moyan laughed and said, "President Jing even changed into a new outfit. He's not leaving any room for others to survive!"
Jing Zhe was naturally handsome and refined, with an extraordinary temperament, making him the center of attention in any crowd. Now, dressed in an extremely elegant and luxurious gorgeous robe, it's no wonder that Su Moyan would say such a thing.
Jing Zhe smiled and said, "Your Highness is naturally of noble birth and possesses extraordinary temperament. Unlike us ordinary people, you don't need clothes to enhance your appearance. Besides, what I'm wearing today actually serves a purpose!"
"Oh? What's it for?"
Although he knew Jing Zhe was flattering him, Su Moyan still felt good after hearing it and asked with a smile.
"The four major sects will all be there later. Wearing this outfit will definitely leave a deep impression on them! It will be much easier to interview and win them over later!"
Su Moyan nodded, thinking that it was indeed difficult for anyone to refuse Jing Zhe with this kind of image.
Then, the two followed Feng Lianru, led by servants, and walked around a series of connecting corridors toward the front hall.
They arrived at a secluded courtyard with three rooms in front, each separated by a low, openwork wall. Inside, tables, chairs, and tea sets were placed, presumably for dinner that evening.
Upon arriving at this place, the Prince of Jin came out to greet them.
"The Emperor's nephew has arrived?"
Su Moyan nodded, looked around, and asked curiously, "Uncle, haven't the four major sects arrived yet?"
Prince Jin smiled and nodded: "Because Wuxian Pavilion has only been in the city for a short time and still needs to rest, that's why we set the time a little later. Nephew, please go inside and sit down first. Once the people from the four major sects are all here, I'll introduce you to them!"
So Su Moyan and Jing Zhe sat down in the central room.
The three were chatting in the cubicle when voices came from outside. Then, people from the four major sects arrived one after another. Jing Zhe looked out through the openwork partition and saw that there were many familiar faces.
Perhaps because they were the closest, or perhaps because they hadn't left at all, the people from Tongtianque arrived the fastest.
Three people came to Tongtianque: the Qingyang Sect Leader, Qiu Qianqian, and her senior brother Xue Dianzun, the guy who called Qiu Qianqian a pretty boy.
However, Qiu Qianqian was in low spirits, her head drooping. As if sensing the gaze cast from inside the room, she suddenly raised her head.
Their eyes met—though there were many things between them, he could still feel the burning intensity and anger in Qiu Qianqian's eyes…
Qiu Qianqian, who had just been in low spirits, immediately raised her head. Xue Dianzun, who had been talking to her, was delighted to see this and thought that his junior sister had become interested in listening to him, so he talked even more.
The second group to arrive was the Qingyun Sect.
The head of the Qingyun Sect was a nun with a full head of silver hair, wearing a green robe, and exuding an air of otherworldly grace. Behind her were Qingqiu and a young man of similar age.
The third person Jing Zhe didn't recognize was an older man and a younger man. However, judging from their dark blue training uniforms and the gold-embroidered "Kun" character on their chests, Jing Zhe had already guessed their identities.
They must be from the Kunlun Mirror.
He was just a little curious. Everyone said there was a remarkable woman in the Kunlun Mirror, who was known as one of the "Twin Beauties of the Cloud Mirror" along with Qingqiu. He wondered why she wasn't there at this occasion.
The fourth one was the one most familiar to Jing Zhe: Wang Yingqiu, whom he had just parted ways with a few days ago, and Mu Qingren, the deputy pavilion master of Wuxian Pavilion.
The two walked together, looking more like sisters than master and apprentice. The moment they appeared, they seemed to have taken all the spotlight of the night upon themselves, and every move they made attracted the attention of others.
Originally, Jing Zhe thought there would only be four major sects tonight, but after Lin Qingshan appeared, Jing Zhe frowned.
By inviting the four major sects and deliberately bringing Lin Qingshan along, is the Qingcheng Sect being indirectly acknowledged as the fifth major sect?
It seems that Lin Qingshan and Prince Jin have an extraordinary relationship!
...
While Jing Zhe and his group were observing the people outside through the openwork partition of the room, the people outside were also observing them.
But everyone has different focuses.
For example, the leaders of the four major sects only glanced at them, noticed that someone was there, and after sensing that there was no internal energy fluctuation, they ignored them.
The others also looked inside. When Qingqiu saw Jing Zhe, she was naturally pleasantly surprised. She was happy to see him here, but she was also surprised that she could see him here.
Wang Yingqiu's eyes burned with a intensity far stronger than the others'. After all, the two hadn't seen each other for several days, and she seemed to have many feelings she wanted to express to Jing Zhe, yet she was worried that her emotions would be discovered—especially by her best friend who was so close. So she lowered her head, feeling a guilty embarrassment, as if she were doing something wrong and afraid of being caught.
As for Qiu Qianqian, she still had that expression that said she wished she could stab Jing Zhe to death with a sword.
Aside from the three women, the other men, seeing three young men sitting inside through the openwork, immediately became wary. In particular, the presence of Jing Zhe, who, though unclear in the hazy light, was undeniably stunning and handsome, greatly increased their pressure. Looking at the women beside him, they became even more alert.
Fortunately, they did not sense any fluctuations in internal energy from the three people, which put them at ease.
Within the sect, skill level is still used to determine who is superior.
For example, at this banquet hosted by the Prince of Jin, if they weren't more capable than their fellow disciples, how could it have been their turn?
At this moment, the Prince of Jin went out to greet them, exchanged pleasantries with a smile, and then led everyone into the room.
In a room, not all people can sit down.
Prince Jin, along with the four sect leaders, sat in the first room, plus Lin Qingshan, making a total of six people—not too many, but not too few either.
The remaining six people were Qiu Qianqian and Xue Dianzun from Tongtianque, Qingqiu and the male disciple from Qingyunmen, Wang Yingqiu from Wuxiange, and the male disciple from Kunlunjing.
With two rooms available, Qiu Qianqian took the lead and went straight to the third room, with the others following closely behind.
The three male disciples, in particular, did not want to be in the same room with Jing Zhe. Even though he did not know martial arts, he still made them feel a lot of pressure.
Perhaps this is the absolute dominance that comes from good looks.
Jing Zhe whispered a few words to Su Moyan, and then the three of them got up. Feng Lianru went to Qiu Qianqian's room, while Jing Zhe and Su Moyan went to the door of the first room.
Jing Zhe coughed lightly, then spoke loudly.
"Your Highness is here. I hope the Prince of Jin will introduce us!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the courtyard turned their gaze to Su Moyan—of course, they only lingered on him for a moment before their eyes finally fell on Jing Zhe.
After all, he's just too good-looking.
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