"Oh, so you encountered a fellow cultivator from the Taqing Sect," the man in the green robe said, immediately glancing towards Liu Ming and nodding kindly.
Liu Ming, upon hearing Peng Yue address this man as Uncle Master, was equally astonished, yet he promptly clasped his hands in a respectful salute without delay.
Meanwhile, Peng Yue whispered a few more words to the man in the green robe, bowed deeply once again, then turned and flew back to Liu Ming's side, sitting down cross-legged and waiting quietly.
At that moment, a gentle voice reached Liu Ming's ears:
"It's been over thirty years since we last met, Brother Liu, you seem even more distinguished than before."
Turning his head, Liu Ming saw Ouyang Qian not far away, smiling at him.
"It really is Miss Ouyang, I hope you've been well," Liu Ming replied with a faint smile, releasing his spiritual sense for a quick sweep, his eyes flashing with surprise.
