Bab 178: The terror of Quzin and second years past

As the assembly ground became quiet it was only the gradually steps of a person walking could now be heard, this person was a tall old man with straight back and swept back white gray hair, he wore a simple black robe that one would mistake him for an ordinary person, he had a tranquilizing smile on his expression like nothing in the world would ever make him angry.

His head was held high and his eyes were half shut like always, with his hands behind his back the feeling he gave one, was enigma and appearing gentle like that of a friendly grandma telling his grandkids story that one would not be able to tell whether it was from his past or he saw it happen, nevertheless it would still interest anyone who hears it.