Xie Ren, still calm as a still lake, simply nodded. "Mn."
The way he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, eyes slightly narrowed as though pondering the secrets of heaven and earth, made it worse.
The mysterious air he put on was so exaggerated, even the disciples could see Elder Su Zi's forehead twitching, his forced smile stretched thin across his face like wax melting under the sun.
Without missing a beat, Xie Ren lifted his hand and waved casually. "Lead the way."
But then, he turned around and glanced at the carriage behind him. "Wait, before that…"
He frowned. "Still not out yet? You want to keep us waiting all day?"
All heads turned toward the carriage once more.
Was this it? Was this whole thing some setup by the real master hiding inside? they wondered.
Then, the silk curtain of the carriage rustled, and a slender, snow-pale leg stepped out onto the stone path. The crowd held its breath.
