The first time Wei Changting saw Lu Qingjian was in the Chui Gong Hall. The man held a tortoise shell orchid pavilion and gathered his head fan. His eyes were like gurgling autumn water. Although he was angry and sometimes smiling, he was angry and affectionate. However, such an elegant young man had a very smart and venomous mouth. He was able to fight with the crowd with his words, shocking everyone with his words, and his eloquence was unparalleled. The Lord immediately recommended him as the leader and summoned him to the Hanlin Academy.
Wei Changting was the current number one scholar in martial arts, but he had plastered hair and a solemn smile. The master pointed at the dragon and said, "Young man over there, how can you, a scholar, stand in the ranks of martial arts men?" Changting blushed in embarrassment, and the whole house was silent. Only the man laughed heartily, and the sound was like jade beads falling on a silver plate. From then on, a feud was formed and they were entangled for the rest of their lives.