"I am known as Master Chu He, from the Jianmu Hall of Taichu Palace, and I have some grievances with that old thief, Master Fen Hai," said the Taoist with a smile so wide his eyes almost disappeared.
Wei Yuan hurriedly paid his respects, "Master Chu He, I have seen you."
The etiquette displayed by Wei Yuan was impeccable, his voice was sincere, and his demeanor solemn; he dared not show any flaws from head to toe.
Not to mention being someone who could have a beef with Master Fen Hai and still hop around spreading the word about it must be quite skilled, but just the three words "Jianmu Hall" possessed magic of their own. They had been on Wei Yuan's mind for quite some time. Now that the real person was right in front of him, it was something he could not afford to offend... no, to displease.
