The sect master had his own peak.
Usually, he was not in the main hall of the sect. He would be on the mountain peak, lying on the chair, drinking tea, tasting fruits, looking at the sky, and breathing in the fresh air.
On the mountain peak.
Footsteps could be heard.
"I'm mo Jingzhe, Peak Master Lin's good brother. I've been specially ordered to take care of the sect master." Mo Jingzhe straightened his back and smiled. He was confident that he could do this.
The sect master turned around and stared at mo Jingzhe expressionlessly. He kept blinking his eyes.
When mo Jingzhe noticed the sect master's gaze, he also responded without dodging.
The two of them just looked at each other without saying a word.
"Do you feel it?" The sect master said something that he couldn't understand.
"What do you feel?" Mo Jingzhe was puzzled. He didn't know what the sect master was talking about. Could this be an assessment?
