Not far away, Qin Tianlin stood with his arms raised, his expression shifting uncertainly as if he were about to embrace someone.
"Martial Uncle Su Chen?" A figure suddenly approached. He looked to be well on in years, but the title rolled off his tongue with practiced ease. Beaming, he said, "In the Sect, I've heard your name constantly. I've always wondered when I'd get the chance to meet you. Now that I have, I see the Star Seed's reputation is truly well-deserved!"
"Oh... I'm Zhou Yunyang..." Seeing Su Chen's blank look, he introduced himself. "I'm a Steward in the Artifact Hall."
"Steward Zhou," Su Chen responded politely. 'This guy,' he mused, 'he was one of the ones smiling most eagerly beside Qin Tianlin just now.'
Zhou Yunyang smiled. "No need to be so formal. If you ever need anything in the future, don't hesitate to ask."
