Chen Daoxuan was silent.
Qin Zhan waved his hand and said," Forget it, let's not talk about this. You came to find me, presumably because you have something to ask of me. Tell me, what's the matter?""
Hearing this.
Chen Daoxuan stood up and bowed. He cupped his hands and said,""Hall Master Qin, I do have a request!"
Qin Zhan's brows twitched slightly as he quietly listened to Chen Daoxuan's narration.
After a long time.
After hearing Chen Daoxuan's words, Qin Zhan's expression was very strange.
"A hundred-year-old Qi Condensation cultivator?"
"That's right!"
Chen Daoxuan cupped his hands again." I wonder if Hall Master Qin has any ideas?"
Who knew that when Qin Zhan heard this, he actually didn't say anything.
For a moment, the atmosphere between the two of them froze.
