"Welcome, Young Master Feng!"
Man Zhentian, along with the elders and Huang Yun, personally escorted Feng Wuchen to the General Assembly. Wherever they passed, the guards of the assembly paid their respects with utmost reverence.
This level of honor was even more astonishing than welcoming a great Buddha.
"Please, Young Master Feng, this way." Man Zhentian said with a polite smile.
Feng Wuchen felt overwhelmed by Man Zhentian's courtesy. After all, Man Zhentian was the leader of the assembly and a senior figure. To be so polite to a junior in front of so many people in Shenyun City made Feng Wuchen feel quite uncomfortable.
"President Man, you don't have to be so polite. We'll be staying at the General Assembly for some time, so we'll be troubling you." Feng Wuchen said with a helpless smile.
Man Zhentian replied with a polite smile, "Young Master Feng, you are too modest."
