1610 The Arrival of Qingming (1/2)
It was pleasant to display one's battle strength at his will. Like that a billionaire didn't need to hide his deposit; instead, he would like to use it whenever he wanted. It was good for any person.
It was a sunny day. Zhang Tie was flying at seven times the speed of sound and enjoying the flight while displaying his abilities casually. In this state, the bit fret in Zhang Tie's heart appeared having been blown away by the heavy airflow.
It took Zhang Tie less than one hour to arrive above Xuantian Peak of Iron-Dragon Sect from Jinwu City.
After almost one week, the influence of black invitation cards had been gradually fermenting in Iron-Dragon Sect. Thankfully, it didn't arouse any chaos within the sect. Whereas, the thousands of meters long line outside the mountain gate of Iron-Dragon Sect became much shorter today.
An airboat was suspending above Xuantian Peak. Given its magnificence and pattern, Zhang Tie immediately recognized that it was from Xuanyuan Hill. It appeared that His Majesty was not afraid of being known that he had dispatched someone here. Perhaps, His Majesty did it purposefully to tell someone that His Majesty was at least standing on Zhang Tie's side.
Nevertheless, Zhang Tie felt much better no matter whether His Majesty did it sincerely or not. At least it was better than framing him. It was not easy for His Majesty to make it based on his temperament.
After returning to Iron-Dragon Sect and greeting those elders, Zhang Tie entered an attic with beautiful scenery where he solemnly received this important person who came here on behalf of the royal prince at this critical moment.
Previously, Zhang Tie thought he was an internal affairs official of His Majesty or a powerhouse; however, Zhang Tie had not imagined that he was just a gentle literati in three strands of the long beard, holding a jade-framed feather fan.
Only after throwing a glance at him, Zhang Tie had known his battle strength. The literati had only lit his shrine surging point and 34 surging points on his spine, which meant he was just LV 9. It was really out of Zhang Tie's imagination.
Although being low in battle strength, the literati looked decent. Others might look a bit awkward by holding a fan in Youzhou Province in this season, but it felt pretty coordinated when this person held the white feather fan. It was like those stereotyped gentlemen on the Western Continent who always took an umbrella when they left home.
After bowing towards Zhang Tie, the literati took a seat which was specially set for VIP. At this moment, a maid served them tea before leaving there and closing the gate, leaving the two-person alone.
”Mr...?” Zhang Tie asked with a smile.
Now that he could come here on behalf of the royal prince, he must be something. Even though he was a commoner, Zhang Tie wouldn't neglect him either. Therefore, Zhang Tie treated him politely and modestly.