"Oh, wait a moment." Suddenly, the elderly man turned around and craned his neck in her direction. "Your auras have already merged, I see. You must have experienced many aggressive inclinations as of late, have you not?"
Seeing him get so close caused Li Meirong to scoot backward, nearly dropping from the chair. The elderly man grabbed her by the wrists just as her chair started to tip, teetering on its back two legs.
"Careful, child," the Elder warned, pulling her forward and adjusting her seat.
He inclined his head, giving Li Meirong a wide, toothy grin, full of sharp teeth. "You may call me Wise Sage."
The elderly man didn't seem even remotely close to what Li Meirong would have imagined a Wise Sage to be.
Nevertheless, addressing the elder in the way he wished to be called wasn't that big of a deal for her.
