Blades Amidst the Fox's Dance

Li Zhengyu stared at the hand for a long moment before tentatively reaching out with his hand and took hold of it. The man's sure, strong grip and the strength he used when helping him up was much unlike many scholars Li Zhengyu had seen in his Golden Nine-Tails Sect's circles. Stupefied, Li Zhengyu stood there while Young Master Song brushed dust off his shoulders.

This allowed Li Zhengyu to get a good look at him. From this close, Li Zhengyu could guess that the man was a little bit older than he was, perhaps closer in age to Jin Wei, who was almost thirty at this point. Jin Wei, who was already deity-like in his handsomeness, was put to shame by the looks of this man.

Remembering himself, Li Zhengyu mumbled a polite, "Thank you…"

Young Master Song nodded to him, then glanced over his shoulder at Jin Wei. "We can discuss this later." Back to Li Zhengyu, he said, "I am Gong Jian. I will leave you to Mr. Jin to take care of."