"We're here."
"We've arrived…"
Sitting in the carriage, the Third Elder hadn't even seen the mountain gates of the Ten Cauldrons Sect, yet his palm grew slick with sweat. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"Young man, would you be so kind as to announce our arrival…"
Su Xuan vaulted from the carriage, landing lightly on his feet. He walked over to the disciple guarding the mountain gate and handed him the visitation card the Third Elder had prepared long ago.
"Please wait a moment, Young Master."
Seeing that Su Xuan was so handsome it was startling, the guard disciple was unprecedentedly courteous. He took the visitation card from Su Xuan with both hands and passed it up through the ranks.
Su Xuan couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration. Never mind the disciple's polite attitude, even his attire was impressive. The quality of the fabric was clearly not cheap; it still glistened under the afternoon sun as it began sinking in the west.
