"Greetings, Elder Xing" snapping him out of his reverie, a familiar voice among this group greeted him with respect in their voice, prompting this elder to look at the figure wearing the same uniform as him.
Looking at the scholarly young man standing in front of him cupping his fist as he slightly bows his head as a sign of respect, this elder couldn't help but proudly smile as he felt that this young headmaster of theirs is really taught well be the headmistress and the grandmaster, having this sort of respectful attitude despite his clear talent that surpasses nearly everyone else in his generation.
'Truly like a sheathed sword with a terrifyingly sharp edge' he thought to himself as he nods in acknowledgement to this young man's greetings, all while speaking to him as well.
