<h4>Chapter 1351: Chapter 1351: Weing Guests</h4>
Today, the Dragon me Sect opens its doors to guests, with bright rednterns hanging everywhere, creating a festive and joyous atmosphere.
Various luxury cars are parked at the entrance of the Dragon me Sect, as many powers from the Ancient Martial World make their way into the sect.
And these important figures don’t even have the privilege of entering the Main Hall!
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The olddy of the Dragon me Sect, Wen Bichen, is dressed in a bright red cheongsam. Despite her age, she carries the vibrant red cheongsam with poise, exuding grace and elegance.
Most of the guests only require the Elders of the Dragon me Sect to wee them, but only the very top figures from the Ancient Martial World need Wen Bichen to greet them personally.
For example, Danba and Elder Duan.
Although the engagement ceremony is scheduled for noon, the distinguished guests arrived early, as respects to the Dragon King and the Bng Sect must be given.
Ordinary guests have been arranged to stay in the side halls, while the VIPs personally weed by Wen Bichen have been invited to the Main Hall. Among the younger generation, only one person qualifies to enter the Main Hall, and that is Cheng Sheng.
Even though he has be a master of the Heavenly Human Realm, in the presence of the various Sect Masters, Cheng Sheng dares not speak a word and sits obediently in the corner of the Main Hall, like a well-behaved little rabbit.
Wen Bichen personally brews tea for the Sect Masters, whose gazes towards her are somewhat peculiar, because Wen Bichen, like Mo Yuqi, was once the number one beauty of Capital City!
"Younger sister, whose child is so fortunate?" Li Jianjun sipped his tea gently, smiling at Wen Bichen.
"Brother Jianjun, this child is Wentian’s closed-door disciple."
"Wentian’s closed-door disciple?" Li Jianjun’s pupils shrank, casting a deep nce at Wen Zhengyuan. Seeing Wen Zhengyuan’s calm demeanor as if angling from above, Li Jianjun frowned deeply.
The Sect Masters of the Purple Lightning Sect, Cheng Zhongyuan, and the Shenmu Sect, Han Aiguo, simultaneously raised their eyebrows and exchanged a subtle look, seeming to indicate that their ns had to be postponed.
The sudden appearance of Mo Wentian’s disciple suggests that Mo Wentian might still be alive! If Mo Wentian is not dead, the Dragon me Sect and the Bng Sect would be united as solidly as iron!
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Qin Yu sat quietly in the passenger seat, resting with his eyes closed, contemting how he could smoothly make his escapeter.
The first time he entered the Dragon me Sect, Qin Yu had sensed that Wen Bixia’s strength was incredibly formidable, probably not much less than that of his own master!
Even more terrifying was the vague feeling Qin Yu had that Wen Bichen could control the sect’s formations!
If the formations activated on their own, Qin Yu wouldn’t take notice, but if they were activated by Wen Bichen, that would be frightening.
Qin Yu nced at his wristwatch, noting that the time had reached half-past ten. He asked somewhat impatiently, "Master, why is it so slow?"
"I’m not sure what’s happening either, it looks like there’s a checkpoint ahead." The driver spoke apologetically and then gestured towards the distance with his hand.
Following the direction the driver was pointing, Qin Yu took in the obstacles set up on the road.
Qin Yu frowned slightly, thinking his luck was indeed bad. If he was dyed by a traffic jam and missed the time, wouldn’t that mean breaking his word?
The short distance of just over a dozen meters took Qin Yu nearly twenty minutes to traverse, and with only ten minutes left till eleven o’clock, the car finally reached the checkpoint.
Seeing that only a Hyundai was approaching, the security guard waved the driver on, speaking with an impatient tone, "It’s severely congested ahead. Please take a detour immediately."
"Alright! Alright!" the driver said to Qin Yu with a smile, "Sir, we should take a detour. They’ve dered martialw up ahead."