Zhang Xiaoman, guided by Manager Sun, made his way through the long corridor behind Yinglong Hall, past two plazas and a bamboo forest, and finally stopped in front of a stone marked "Dragon Viewing Platform."
Along the way, he finally got a sense of what a true millennia-old sect was like, a stark contrast to the minor temples and monasteries he had visited before.
Although he wasn't saying they had produced any real Cultivators, the sheer grandeur of the sect's architecture was in a league of its own.
"Master Pei, Sect Leader Ye is waiting right here. You can go in, and you'll see him," Manager Sun said.
"Alright, thank you, Manager Sun…" Zhang Xiaoman nodded as he spoke.
He had initially wanted to address the other by his Daoist honorific, but the distractions of the walk had scattered his focus, and he was naturally averse to such honorifics, often forgetting them easily.
