"Young man, thank you for helping me, if I still had the necklace, I would have given it to you as a token of gratitude." The old man said with a sigh.
Hearing this, Long Aotian was surprised.
"Old man, what do you mean?" Long Aotian asked to be sure.
"It is a nice necklace, I'm guessing it is made of precious metal." The old man said lightly.
"Was the necklace someone's gift? Someone gave you the necklace?" Long Aotian asked impatiently.
"Huh? How did you know it? Well, the necklace isn't really mine, I got it from a master. But since it is been with me for a long time, it's already mine right?"
"What was the name of the person who gave you the necklace?"
"I don't remember, at that time he was wearing a robe, but he once said that his name was Long... I don't know then, maybe it's just his surname."
