"May I ask your age, fellow cultivator?
"Tell me, have you been taking rejuvenation elixirs so that you look so young? You look quite handsome too!"
Shabby Taoist Master mumbled as he circled Tang Hao.
Tang Hao rolled his eyes and said, "I'm eighteen this year! I haven't taken any elixirs."
"I don't believe it! You must be lying!" Shabby Taoist Master was so angry that the ends of his handlebar mustache curled upward.
Taoist Master Chang Qing saw that and came over. "Senior Brother, Fellow Cultivator Tang is really eighteen years old. He had a fortuitous encounter."
Shabby Taoist Master turned around and glared at Taoist Master Chang Qing.
He understood what he was saying, but his ego stood in the way.
"Let's focus on serious business, Senior Brother. We should get going! Otherwise, the sky will turn dark soon, and things will be a lot trickier at night," Taoist Master Chang Qing said.
