As for this...
Xu Xiaoshou fell silent, his gaze sweeping meaningfully over Feng Tingchen, Li Fuyu, Mei Siren, and other ancient swordsmen present at the scene.
In the end, he turned his gaze back to Gu Yu, lips twitching into a smile as he closed his eyes.
"Whew..."
Gu Yu was the closest to him.
At that moment, he could almost clearly feel the waves of path energy washing over him in the form of "wind" and "waves".
"Has he had an insight?"
Behind him, Feng Zhongzui exclaimed in surprise, leaping up and pulling out the Dao Imparting Mirror from the family head's embrace to aim it at Lord Shou, "Instant insight? How has it happened again?"
A twitch appeared in Feng Tingchen's eye as he watched the Feng family disciple silently.
"Uh." It was only then that Feng Zhongzui realized something and apologetically said, "Sorry, family head. Nowadays, whenever I shout, my hand feels uncomfortable if it isn't grasping something..."