The disciple was five or six years older than Mo Hua, with an extraordinary appearance and courteous manners. He hurried over, respectfully saluted Mo Hua, and then invited him inside.
Following the disciple, Mo Hua made his way through the crowd towards the Luo Mansion. Just as he stepped over the threshold, Master Luo himself came out to welcome him.
Mo Hua saluted and said, "Master Luo, happy new year!"
Master Luo personally returned the salute, his face beaming as he said, "Happy new year, young friend. Please, come inside."
After speaking, he led the way inside, ushering Mo Hua in.
The noisy clamor outside suddenly quieted down a lot, and a group of cultivators blinked, exchanging glances.
"Was that Master Luo just now?"
"Seems like it..."
"Why is he so polite to a child?"
"Don't you know? It's said that the child is also a first-grade Formation Master..."
"That's utter bullshit. How old is he? A first-grade Formation Master?"
"Why are you cursing at someone?"
