All eyes jumped to another spot in midair, where a middle-aged man wearing a gray shirt, appearing to be of similar age to Ji Changtian, slowly walked out from the void.
The owner of the Book Collection Pavilion glanced at this person with slight surprise.
Ji Changtian immediately cupped his hands and bowed, "Ancestor."
Other Ji clan disciples also followed suit and paid their respects, while Ji Qianye stood in place, nodded slightly, watching this extraordinarily talented brother, who had secluded himself for years and seemed to have progressed further in martial arts.
"Qianye, after all these years, your skill has grown rather slowly." As soon as this middle-aged man appeared, he reprimanded Ji Qianye.
Ji Qianye humbly accepted, lowering his head, "Brother, your reprimand is right. I have been focusing on formations, hence there hasn't been much advancement in martial arts."
Who is this person that even Ji Qianye bows his head to?
