Inside the huge flying ship of the Mo Yu Chamber of Commerce, two people were sitting opposite each other. One of them was dressed in black. His body was burly and huge. His face was like a stone sculpture without any expression.
Opposite him was an old man with white hair and an aged face sitting there, holding a teacup. Between the two of them was a tattered and ancient map. The old man, who had been staring at the map seriously, suddenly raised his head.
"What happened?" The burly black-robed man asked in confusion.
"I found an interesting guy." The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes. "It's a pity… that he's a little old."
When the burly man in black heard this, he lowered his head and focused his gaze on the map in front of him. "You used your spiritual sense to probe other people's talent again?"
