The moment the words "The President has arrived" rang out, Zhao Ruofan hastily withdrew the oppressive aura he had been using to pressure Chu Feng and the other two.
Surrounded by a group of Red Butterfly Association experts, Chu Feng finally laid eyes upon the dignified figure of the association's president.
To his surprise, the mysterious president of the Red Butterfly Association turned out to be a woman.
The president looked quite young. She wasn't exactly stunningly beautiful, but she carried herself with poise and elegance, possessing an air of quiet dignity.
Her age was also lower than Chu Feng had imagined — she was not yet a hundred years old. Strictly speaking, she was still a junior.
Yet her strength was far from weak. Chu Feng could sense that she was a first-level Martial Ancestor.
Among juniors, this was the first time Chu Feng had ever encountered someone who had reached the realm of Martial Ancestor.
Still, Chu Feng couldn't shake the feeling that she was more than just a first-level Martial Ancestor. Otherwise, she would not have been fit to serve as the president of the Red Butterfly Association, nor would she have been able to make Zhao Ruofan — a second-level Martial Ancestor — so terrified of her.
Fear — it was genuine fear. Though Zhao Ruofan concealed it well, Chu Feng could still read the panic and unease flickering in his shifting gaze.
"Greetings to the President!!!"
Sure enough, after composing himself, Zhao Ruofan hurriedly bowed deeply to the president.
Upon seeing this, the others followed suit in offering their respects. Even Liu Chengkun and Huang Luo, who were already kneeling on the ground, quickly rose to their feet and bowed.
"Vice President Zhao, what is the meaning of this? Why do I see my Master and Elder Huang on their knees, and my honored guest sprawled on the ground with grievous injuries?" the Red Butterfly Association president asked.
"Honored guest?" At these words, Zhao Ruofan's expression froze, and his gaze grew even more fearful.
"Chu Feng is the honored guest I personally sent my Master to invite," the president said.
"This subordinate deserves to die. I did not know that Chu Feng was a guest of the President, and so I moved to obstruct him, accidentally causing him injury." The vice president hastily dropped to one knee in a deep bow.
But Chu Feng noticed that although the man was clearly terrified and had made a gesture of apology, he had not fully knelt on the ground. Anyone else in his position would have dropped to both knees, yet he — only half-knelt.
"Vice President Zhao was strictly enforcing the rules I established, and that is hardly without justification. However, my Master is unwell. I hope that when you flex your authority in the future, you will refrain from making him kneel on the ground again."
"While your rank may be above my Master's, in terms of seniority, he is your elder," the president said.
"Yes, the President speaks the truth. This subordinate will remember it well and will never show disrespect to Elder Liu again." Zhao Ruofan nodded repeatedly.
As for Zhao Xiao and his father, they stood off to the side, not daring to even raise their heads. It was clear that they feared the president far more than they feared Zhao Ruofan.
And precisely when one fears something most, it comes. After issuing her warning to Zhao Ruofan, the president turned her gaze toward Zhao Xiao and his father. "I hear that earlier… the two of you also obstructed my Master and the others?"
"President, we were wrong!" At this, the father and son immediately dropped to their knees — both knees this time.
To be precise, they prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to lift their heads even slightly. Zhao Xiao's body was already trembling visibly. He seemed to be deathly afraid of this president.
"Vice President Zhao holds the position of vice president of our Red Butterfly Association, and by virtue of that authority, he had every right to question my Master's actions."
"But as for Zhao Xuan and Zhao Xiao — what exactly are your positions? Do I even need to say it?"