"Pavilion Master Mei!" Fang Xing'an greeted Mei Qing with a clasped-hand salute.
"My, my, Young Master Fang is really too polite!" Mei Qing smiled so wide her face almost bloomed, "It has been ten years since our last farewell. I didn't expect Young Master Fang's cultivation level to have advanced so much, it truly is admirable!"
Fang Xing'an smiled faintly, then turned to look at Zhongli Muxue, who was standing by the side, and nodded, "Miss Zhongli!"
Zhongli Muxue's gaze trembled slightly as she performed a light curtsy towards Fang Xing'an and said softly, "Brother Fang!"
Although her expression did not change much, it was visible to the naked eye that Zhongli Muxue's cheeks were quickly blushing red.
This scene was, of course, caught by Mei Qing, whose smile grew even wider. She quickly said, "Young Master Fang, this is not a place for lengthy conversations. I have already instructed someone to arrange accommodations for you within the pavilion's lodgings, please follow me!"
