"Elder Zongfa, one last question. What happened to the 8 Grand Elders?"
"About them... Most of them had died in the past centuries or so. Only three of them still remain."
"Where are they?"
"I don't know about the first two but the last one is right in this building as we speak. My master Grand Elder, Halflin. The Wood Cultivator."
"So he must be... I don't know a few thousand years old then, right?"
"Hahaha, Yes he is. But whenever someone mentions that to him, he becomes angry and says stuff like he may be older then us but his soul is much younger than ours."
Just like that we talked for a while as I asked a few more questions before the time came for me to finally leave here.
"Thank you, Elder Zongfa for answering many questions of mine and helping me broaden my knowledge." I bowed as I said that.
Zongfa nodded as he acknowledged my bow and said to me "Hmm... Take this with you."
