Among them was an Elder, the father of Xuanyuan Mengting.
Jiang Tang entered and bowed with clasped hands to the several elders. Although their abilities were not as great as his own, they were his girlfriend's seniors, and of course, he showed them respect and reverence.
The few men in the room all watched Jiang Tang and Xuanyuan Mengting with a calm demeanor, smiling at them on the surface, appearing kind and amiable.
However, the elders were stirring up a storm inside.
They couldn't see through Jiang Tang's cultivation level, it was as if they were glimpsing the abilities of the ancient patriarch of their family.
They felt a power emanating from him that was even more formidable than that of their old patriarch, a sense of pressure.
Although the young man was not doing so intentionally, it was simply that his capabilities were so high, he did not conceal his cultivation level, allowing his power to radiate outward.
