The statue had its left hand behind its back and its right hand forming an orchid finger gesture, head bowed, eyes seemingly half-closed as if dozing or daydreaming, resembling a Bodhisattva with a touch of divine compassion.
At this moment, beneath the statue stood three figures.
Aside from the two Elders Xiong Cui, there was also an old man in a black robe with gray beard.
This elderly man of medium stature had an ordinary appearance with slightly cloudy eyes, revealing his old age and a visibly dispirited aura.
"Cough, cough cough~"
The gray-bearded elder examined Fang Zhixing, just about to speak when he suddenly started coughing.
The cough was quite severe, bending his waist.
Fang Zhixing stepped forward, his brow deeply furrowed.
After a long moment, the gray-bearded elder took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and cupped his hands saying, "I am Fan Zhenglun, the Sect Master of the Six Void Sect, may I ask who your honor is?"
