"Brother Ye, I am Long Aixi, the son of Long San," Long Aixi hurried over, gave Brother Ye a salute, but Brother Ye just let him rise quickly and patted him on the shoulder with his palm.
This pat might appear to an outsider as just a greeting from an elder to a younger one, but those in the know could see the significance.
It was a martial arts master testing the young man's skill.
Seeing how Brother Ye patted him twice, Long Aixi's expression changed from a smile to a forced smile, and his posture straightened even more until Brother Ye finished patting, then he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Brother Ye then laughed, "Truly a fine son taught by Jianxi, tall, sturdy, and with commendable martial arts skills. It seems you haven't slacked in your training, hahaha!"
