"Who is that person?"
"Who is that?"
"I don't know."
"He looks quite handsome though, no man can compare to his beauty!"
"I wonder if he's a peak chief? I mean, take a look at his attire, it looks elegant."
"No, that title seems fairly small for him. He walks with the elegance and dignity comparable to that of a Patriarch's."
Those were most of the words that flew around as Yang Wei walked across the Outer Sect.
It seemed none of them could realize who he was.
In some way, it made Yang Wei wonder if there was any point in having "Fate Defying Elder" embroidered on his properly displayed fan if no one was going to read it.
"Tsk, tsk…"
Yang Wei shook his head with disappointment as he continued to walk like a stranger.
However, the moment he stepped into the Inner Sect, he encountered an elder. The elder, with a bad back, shuffled slowly with the aid of a walking stick, trembling like a worm doused in saltwater.
