There was a lot of people at Jue Yun Temple’s stall. However, their stall was also very big. Ye Mo followed Wu Guang monk to the resting place at their stall. Immediately, a girl walked up to serve tea
Seeing Ye Mo sit down, Wu Guang monk immediately said, “Sorry for my sudden invitation, I haven’t asked for your name yet.”
Ye Mo came on his own will. If he didn’t want to come, it wouldn’t be so easy for Wu Guang to invite him. Now that Wu Guang asked, “Master Wu Guang, you’re too polite, I’m Ye Mo.”
Ye Mo thought that this Wu Guang probably wasn’t an ordinary folk. Although he hadn’t been in a fight with him, his spirit and essence seemed wholly. Despite he was an old man in his 70s, his movement weren’t slurred at all. As he spoke, his tone sounded potent. Obviously, he was cultivating an inner martial art.
