"Young Master Sun, you seem to be getting younger and more vigorous; life must be treating you well,"
Wang Daniu knew Sun Anming's character and deliberately flattered him by appealing to his interests, and Sun Anming was already starting to float on air.
He was a hopeless scion, a pampered young nobleman always surrounded by flattery and adulation.
But he wasn't a fool; not just any sweet talk could make him gullible.
However, Wang Daniu was now a man of different stature, having been grandly invited by Sun Hanhua to become the revered Heavenly Master Taoist Priest.
Especially since Sun Anming returned to town, tales of the magical Taoist Priest's deeds had spread far and wide, his renown striking as thunder, making it impossible not to know of him.
All those feats proved that Wang Daniu indeed was a reclusive master of genuine skill, and being acknowledged by such a man was completely different from the adoration of small fry.
