Meng Changdong's hair stood on end immediately. He shuddered and shot up to his feet before he turned to look behind. He saw an old man dressed in a white long robe stroking his beard as he looked at him.
Meng Changdong was not a fool. His capability of being an elder under Ye Zhen was a testament to his talents. Hence, he would not make low-level mistakes such as looking down on someone he had just met. He could sense the old man's strength was unfathomable even though the old man did not use Primal Qi. Based on the old man's posture, manner, and the look in his eyes, he could tell this imposing presence was not something that was achieved overnight. He quickly suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, "Who are you?"
Lu Zhou shook his head lightly. He said coldly, "I'll be asking the questions, not you."
'Do you really think that I have no temper? What makes you think that you can ask for my name?'
