Mo Linyuan?
Who is that? Is there such a character in mythological stories?
Li Ping'an racked his brain but couldn't bring himself to say he had never heard of the name, especially seeing the faint expectation bubbling beneath the elderly man's calm demeanor.
It wasn't that Li Ping'an was particularly compassionate or considerate of the old man's feelings.
Rather, he was more concerned about preserving his own life.
The Dao Realm of this elder was unfathomable, his presence ethereal and elusive, giving Li Ping'an a feeling similar to that of his teacher, Yun Zhongzi.
The elder also claimed to be a former official of the Ancient Heavenly Court, which likely meant he was now a powerful figure of the Demon Race.
An enemy?
"I've long admired the great name," Li Ping'an said with a sincere smile, "My teacher is Yun Zhongzi."
"Hahaha," this elder Mo laughed, "Yun Zhongzi is a good friend of mine."
"Oh?"
