Yang Junlin was dressed in the purple robe that he wore before. Meanwhile, the old gray-robed man behind him appeared grim. Coldness filled his face.
Yang Junlin smiled apologetically when Lin Tai served them tea and left. "I hope that you can forgive me for disturbing you out of the blue, Venerable Ye!"
"Don't worry about it! May I know who this is?" Ye Chen shook his head lightly and looked at the gray-robed man next to Yang Junlin. He sensed that the old man had the cultivation base of a Martial Dao master. However, he seemed to be hostile toward him.
Yang Junlin said, "This is Elder Sun. He's from the Martial Alliance!"
Elder Sun smiled coldly upon hearing that, seeming arrogant.
"The Martial Alliance?" Ye Chen frowned and said to Yang Junlin while looking at him mysteriously, "Brother Yang, you should've heard about the situation between the Martial Alliance and I. However, you've brought an elder from the Martial Alliance to see me…"
