Chapter 210 Qing Dynasty
Chapter 210 Qing Dynasty
Along the way, Wei Ying chattered away, while Lan Zhan, sitting peacefully in his lap, occasionally responded with "hmm" and "okay." Qi Ye and Qing Yan remained silent the entire time, as if they were invisible, following about five steps behind the two of them at a leisurely pace. Every now and then, they would raise their eyes slightly with composure and grace to quickly and curiously survey the surrounding environment and buildings.
As for Wei Chaoyan, she rested her chin on her hand, gazing dreamily at the harmonious scene she saw through the Floating Light Talisman. Her eyes shimmered with the familiar light of bygone years, and floated with a mixture of anger and joy that she herself was unaware of.
Amidst a flurry of thoughts, Wei Ying, at Lan Zhan's prompting, astonished all the Lan clan members along the way and arrived unimpeded at the entrance of the Qing Room (in the original novel, the Lan clan leader usually received guests in the Cold Room, but that was too formal. Considering the close relationship between Wei Ying and the others and Lan Zhan, Qingheng-jun specially chose the relatively more casual Qing Room as the meeting place to show the closeness of their relationship). Inside, Qingheng-jun, Lan Qiren, Madam Lan, and Lan Huan, who already knew about it, were already sitting and waiting respectfully for a long time.
Upon seeing Wei Ying and Lan Zhan's arrival, the two disciples waiting at the entrance of the Qing Chamber bowed respectfully with their swords clasped, saying, "Greetings, Second Young Master, greetings, the three Young Masters Wei. The Sect Master has been waiting inside for quite some time. Please come in!"
As he spoke, he turned and opened the wooden door of the Qing Room, which exuded a faint woody fragrance, and respectfully invited them inside.
Nestled in Wei Ying's arms, Lan Zhan nodded in return. At the same time, Wei Ying and the other two also solemnly returned the greeting with their swords before filing in.
As soon as Wei Ying stepped into the main room of the Qing Dynasty, before he could even take a look around, he awkwardly put Lan Zhan down from his arms under the surprised gazes of the people sitting upright in their seats.
Then, after Lan Zhan straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes with a normal expression, they all bowed solemnly to the people seated above.
"Wei Ying, the rogue cultivator, greets Lord Qingheng, Mr. Lan, Madam Lan, and Young Master."
"Wei Han, also known as Wei Qiye, a rogue cultivator, greets Lord Qingheng, Mr. Lan, Madam Lan, and the eldest young master."
"Wei Hui, also known as Wei Qingyan, a rogue cultivator, greets Lord Qingheng, Mr. Lan, Madam Lan, and the eldest son."
"I have met my father, uncle, mother, and elder brother."
"No need for formalities, please take a seat!"
Lan Qiren, Madam Lan, and Lan Huan all smiled without speaking, their gazes gentle as they looked at the three tall, elegant, and graceful figures in the room. Only Qingheng-jun, whose handsome face and refined and profound temperament resembled an unfrozen ancient spring with a clear, bottomless surface on the mountain peak, smiled gently and raised his hand to gesture for the others to sit down, telling them not to be so formal.
Qingheng-jun: "My three young masters, although this is our first meeting, I have long been acquainted with you through our spiritual connection, and your relationship with Zhan'er is very close, no different from that of our own nephews and nieces. Therefore, there is no need for such formality between us!" (Although Qingheng-jun has entered the learning space many times, due to the different focuses of their studies, he has not been able to formally meet Wei Ying and the others on several occasions.)
"Wuxian, Qiye, Qingyan, is it permissible for me to address you as such, taking advantage of my seniority?"
Wei Ying, Qi Ye, and Qing Yan exclaimed in unison, "It is our greatest honor!"
"Alright, then you don't need to call us Qingheng-jun, Madam Lan, or Mr. Lan anymore. Just call us Uncle and Aunt, Uncle, or Eldest Brother!"
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