She tried to discern any expression on the other party's face... but found nothing, the old man's expression remained flawless, deep and serene like an ancient, still pool.
But since he had asked, it presumably wasn't as dead silent as all that.
Qin Yu lowered her gaze, paused in front of the cage, and spoke clearly, "If I'm not mistaken, Senior must be the former Sect Leader of Qinghuang Mountain, Chen Yanjiu."
The old man's turbid eyes stared at Qin Yu, and at first glance, he seemed blind, but Qin Yu knew he could see her clearly.
It was an intuition.
"A girl's body with a man's face, could you be the rare Mythical Creature that people talk about?"
You old geezer, I haven't offended you, why the toxic tongue.
Qin Yu: "Elder surely has a way with words. With my modest skills, I wouldn't dare to claim the term 'rare' in front of you, Senior."
