C49 Yu Xiaogang
On that day, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Yi were deep in their cultivation practice when they noticed a middle-aged man sauntering into the academy. The man appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with neatly parted short black hair. His features were unremarkable, his hands clasped behind his back, but he exuded a unique presence. His eyes, though often half-closed in a weary or dispirited manner