There were two elders that stood beside Yang Fan. One of them had an extremely solemn countenance and had eyes as sharp as a sword.
The other looked somewhat frail and had a scholar’s disposition. His black hair hung about his shoulders, and his eyes shone like a beacon in darkness. Upon seeing him, many in the crowd had expressions of admiration and respect on their faces.
“Grandmaster Fenrir.” Many Divine Inscriptionists bowed.
A brilliant light flashed in Bailu Yi’s eyes as she explained, “Grandmaster Fenrir, a fourth-ranked Divine Inscriptionist. To think that the Star-Seizing Manor actually managed to invite him, it seems like they’re truly attaching a lot of importance to the exchange this time round.”