Jiang Ding landed in front of the library with a somewhat dejected demeanor and walked towards its depths.
"It's Elder Jiang!"
"He looks so young, just like in the books..."
There were murmurs all around; both ordinary people conversing in hushed tones and cultivators transmitting their thoughts through Divine Sense, their words filled with excitement as if seeing a person from the news for the first time.
Since the year 11127 when he last took the college entrance examination, nearly two hundred years had passed before he once again appeared in the public eye, becoming known to a new generation of citizens.
"Be careful!"
"This old senior might be a pervert, the characters in TV dramas and movies... the child grandma... they all say..."
"Shh..."
Amongst them, one voice was not so pleasant to hear.
Jiang Ding raised his head to look, and it was a girl in her thirties gossiping.
