Just as Ye Chen arrived at the stall, an old figure sitting on the third floor of Blue Moon Pavilion suddenly opened his eyes with surprise.
"These four youngsters had good talents," the old man muttered as he gazed into Ye Chen's direction.
Naturally, the youngsters were Ye Chen, Li Mei, Lan Ming, and Li Zhenyuan.
After evaluating them, he looked straight into the void.
"Fellow Daoist's, why not come chat with me? This way you can also keep an eye on your disciples," he said with a faint smile.
Hearing this, the two figures didn't continue to hide and directly appeared on the third floor.
One of them was a beautiful woman with a cold face. She was none other than Zhen Yunqi, who was following Ye Chen silently.
As for the other person, it was a middle-aged, fat Buddhist with a serene face.
His name was Wei Sun, and he was the master of Li Zhenyuan.
Watching the two of them, the old man's face stiffened a little.
