Zhang Ronghua frowned and asked tentatively,""Senior is?"
"Everyone calls me Old Master."
"Are you with them?""
The old man shook his head. His two white eyebrows were filled with disdain, as if he was saying that these trash were not worthy?
"Purely passing by! You haven't answered my question."
"I'm Zhang Ronghua, a lieutenant of the Eastern Palace's Flood Dragon Guards."
The old man nodded. It was just as he had guessed. However, the Crown Prince had given him the Golden Dragon Sword, which meant that he had quite a high opinion of him. He thought of the little fellow's abilities. He was so terrifying at such a young age, and he even pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger. He had concealed his cultivation level. He was clearly at the eighth tier of the Heaven Tier, but he was only at the fourth tier of the Zongshi Tier. Were young people these days all so cunning?
His eyes were sharp, and he saw the Five Dragon Spirit Controlling Belt on his waist.
