As Li Tianming continued practicing his boxing techniques under the elders’ shocked gazes, Zhao Zhiyuan brought two young men over.

Li Tianming took a look, and saw that they were both dashing in looks.

The one on the right was dressed in white robes, upon which were embroidered maple leaf designs. He looked very scholarly and cultured, and the pleasant smile on his face made people feel at ease.

“Junior Sect Master, he’s called Shangguan Yunfeng. He’s my great-grandson, and Shangguan Jiayi’s elder brother,” Shangguan Jingshu said. She looked warmly at her great-grandson, obviously full of pride. It was rather impressive for both a prime disciple and someone like Shangguan Jiayi to arise out of her great-grandchildren.

“Greetings, Junior Sect Master. Your performance a few days ago was nothing short of spectacular. You have my complete admiration,” Shangguan Yunfeng said with a friendly smile. The pair of brothers seemed to have been raised well. They both gave off refined auras...