"Indeed, this man is named Zhao Yanjun. He appears young, but in reality, he is a ninety-seven-year-old man," explained Qing Huang.
"Zhao Yanjun is nicknamed Heaven's Hand, his Daoist Skills are similar to Supreme Forgetfulness, modeling after the celestial heart. On the surface, he seems gentle and humane, but in fact, he is extremely cold-hearted, selfish, and profit-oriented."
"Then, their appearance here... What does it mean?" Yu Hong asked.
"I fear that I came too hastily, which aroused their suspicions," Qing Huang said, now completely considering himself one of their own as his life and death rested in Yu Hong's hands.
After a pause, Yu Hong understood; among the Seven Evils, Zhao Yanjun's uncertainty about how dangerous Yu Hong was led him to refrain from rash actions and thus, retreat.
"Let's not worry about him. You've had a tough time," Yu Hong said gravely. "How's the situation inside?"
