The speaker was a man in his fifties, with a square face that commanded respect even without anger, and standing beside him was an elderly man with white hair and beard.
The elderly man wore a brocade robe with two patches on the hem and carried seven cloth bags of varying sizes on his back.
He had also witnessed the recent battle between Ma Lu and Qin Ruohai and praised, "What a fine display of Songxi Fast Sword, it seems Sage Chongyun has taken another worthy disciple."
"Uh, I'm not from the Songxi Sword Sect," said Ma Lu.
"Hmm?" The elderly man seemed slightly surprised but didn't say much else and gave the square-faced man a cupped fist salute.
"Supervisor Shi, I'll leave it to you then."
"Of course, Helmsman Hong, please take care," Shi Wenjiao escorted Helmsman Hong to the door before turning back to address Ma Lu and Gu Qingyi.
"I've kept you waiting, may I know what brings you here?"