Upon hearing the old man's words, it did seem to be the case.
If the other party didn't have some abilities, how could he possibly sit in the Third Palace, leaving Taoist Ling Xi and the fiery-tempered Divine Fire Daoist beneath him?
This made Yang Chen even more confused and couldn't help but ask, "May I know your name, senior?"
"When I was in the human area, people used to call me Master Huang Xing. You can just call me Senior Huang Xing." This old man was unabashed and bluntly asked Yang Chen to refer to him as his senior.
Yang Chen could see that Huang Xing was a face-saving person, so he naturally wouldn't deny him that, saying, "Junior pays his respects to Senior Huang Xing."
"Not bad, not bad indeed. You have manners, I like young fellows like you with manners." Huang Xing stroked his beard: "Since you have come to the Third Palace, it's time for me to tell you about my inheritance."
