"Chen Qing of the Wutai Sect. I've come to visit Steward Li Yuan and Zhou Yu," Chen Qing replied gently.
The maid was clearly unfamiliar with the name, but seeing Chen Qing's impressive bearing, she dared not slight him. "Please wait a moment," she said hurriedly. "I will announce you."
Before long, a flurry of hurried footsteps sounded from within the courtyard, much more urgent than the maid's light steps had been.
Li Yuan was in the lead, practically jogging over, with Zhou Yu right on his heels.
Both wore expressions of utter disbelief. This was especially true for Li Yuan. He still hadn't fully recovered from the events at the Mountain Pavilion earlier that day. Now, to see with his own eyes the very same Chen Qing—the one who had been so dazzling in the Martial Arts Arena, capturing the entire crowd's attention—standing right outside his humble gate... A look of shock and terror surfaced in his eyes.
