Upon hearing the successive arrivals of the others, Zhang Sanfeng's originally half-closed eyes opened again, still appearing remarkably unremarkable.
It was only at this point that Ye Weiming noticed that today's Zhang Sanfeng seemed quite different from usual, seemingly choosing to hide his light under a bushel, hence appearing like an extremely ordinary old man. He didn't exhibit any unique feeling of being one with nature as before.
Unsure if this difference in Zhang Sanfeng represented an increase in his strength or a decline, Ye Weiming simply kept it in mind.
After calmly accepting salutations from his apprentice and his wife, Zhang Sanfeng once again set his sights on Ye Weiming, "Brother Ye, everyone has now gathered as per your instructions. You should be able to speak now, right?"
Ye Weiming respectfully bowed his fist to the Greater Truth, "I cannot."
Zhang Sanfeng didn't get angry and asked again, "Why not?"
